Ha, nahh I can't think straight
I have a brain that works differently
It's ticking consistently
It's less than f*cking sisterly
I'm trying to live blissfully
It beats me down persistently
I do things less sufficiently
I speak so explicitly
Run on an empty system me (dude breathe)
I can't breathe I have ADHD
My mind is an overgrown garden with weeds
It doesn't shut up no matter how much I plead
Do you not think I've wished to be freed
Rip my heart out and just let f*cking bleed
Least that way I'll be in some kind of peace
I'd love nothing more than to be released
Free I'd love to feel free
Slipping back into a state of depression
But where's the rope to pull me out
It's not in site this time
I have no bite this time
Where is my fight this time
There is no light this time
I'm like grass in f*cking drought
All my serotonin is running out
It's not in site this time
There is no bite this time
I'm running towards a blackout
I'm trying to be positive
But everything's derogative
Social media is messing with my cognitive
My childhood was so abusive my dreams are staying lucid
And that's why my anger is extruded
And my trauma seems to keep me excluded
Any happy thoughts are all being diluted
All my logic is being disputed
The thoughts of suicide are being concluded
Slipping back into a state of depression
But where's the rope to pull me out
It's not in site this time
I have no bite this time
Where is my fight this time
There is no light this time
I'm like grass in f*cking drought
All my serotonin is running out
It's not in site this time
There is no bite this time
I'm running towards a blackout
I'd like to say I have it bad now but I don't I have it good
So what gives me the right to act so misunderstood
To just sit, zone out, smoke bud
It's no good
Gotta pick up gotta look up
Gotta shut up
Slipping back into a state of depression
But where's the rope to pull me out
It's not in site this time
I have no bite this time
Where is my fight this time
There is no light this time
I'm like grass in f*cking drought
All my serotonin is running out
It's not in site this time
There is no bite this time
I'm running towards a blackout
My serotonin is running out
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Ha, nahh I can't think straight
I have a brain that works differently
It's ticking consistently
It's less than f*cking sisterly
I'm trying to live blissfully
It beats me down persistently
I do things less sufficiently
I speak so explicitly
Run on an empty system me (dude breathe)
I can't breathe I have ADHD
My mind is an overgrown garden with weeds
It doesn't shut up no matter how much I plead
Do you not think I've wished to be freed
Rip my heart out and just let f*cking bleed
Least that way I'll be in some kind of peace
I'd love nothing more than to be released
Free I'd love to feel free
Slipping back into a state of depression
But where's the rope to pull me out
It's not in site this time
I have no bite this time
Where is my fight this time
There is no light this time
I'm like grass in f*cking drought
All my serotonin is running out
It's not in site this time
There is no bite this time
I'm running towards a blackout
I'm trying to be positive
But everything's derogative
Social media is messing with my cognitive
My childhood was so abusive my dreams are staying lucid
And that's why my anger is extruded
And my trauma seems to keep me excluded
Any happy thoughts are all being diluted
All my logic is being disputed
The thoughts of suicide are being concluded
Slipping back into a state of depression
But where's the rope to pull me out
It's not in site this time
I have no bite this time
Where is my fight this time
There is no light this time
I'm like grass in f*cking drought
All my serotonin is running out
It's not in site this time
There is no bite this time
I'm running towards a blackout
I'd like to say I have it bad now but I don't I have it good
So what gives me the right to act so misunderstood
To just sit, zone out, smoke bud
It's no good
Gotta pick up gotta look up
Gotta shut up
Slipping back into a state of depression
But where's the rope to pull me out
It's not in site this time
I have no bite this time
Where is my fight this time
There is no light this time
I'm like grass in f*cking drought
All my serotonin is running out
It's not in site this time
There is no bite this time
I'm running towards a blackout
My serotonin is running out
I have a brain that works differently
It's ticking consistently
It's less than f*cking sisterly
I'm trying to live blissfully
It beats me down persistently
I do things less sufficiently
I speak so explicitly
Run on an empty system me (dude breathe)
I can't breathe I have ADHD
My mind is an overgrown garden with weeds
It doesn't shut up no matter how much I plead
Do you not think I've wished to be freed
Rip my heart out and just let f*cking bleed
Least that way I'll be in some kind of peace
I'd love nothing more than to be released
Free I'd love to feel free
Slipping back into a state of depression
But where's the rope to pull me out
It's not in site this time
I have no bite this time
Where is my fight this time
There is no light this time
I'm like grass in f*cking drought
All my serotonin is running out
It's not in site this time
There is no bite this time
I'm running towards a blackout
I'm trying to be positive
But everything's derogative
Social media is messing with my cognitive
My childhood was so abusive my dreams are staying lucid
And that's why my anger is extruded
And my trauma seems to keep me excluded
Any happy thoughts are all being diluted
All my logic is being disputed
The thoughts of suicide are being concluded
Slipping back into a state of depression
But where's the rope to pull me out
It's not in site this time
I have no bite this time
Where is my fight this time
There is no light this time
I'm like grass in f*cking drought
All my serotonin is running out
It's not in site this time
There is no bite this time
I'm running towards a blackout
I'd like to say I have it bad now but I don't I have it good
So what gives me the right to act so misunderstood
To just sit, zone out, smoke bud
It's no good
Gotta pick up gotta look up
Gotta shut up
Slipping back into a state of depression
But where's the rope to pull me out
It's not in site this time
I have no bite this time
Where is my fight this time
There is no light this time
I'm like grass in f*cking drought
All my serotonin is running out
It's not in site this time
There is no bite this time
I'm running towards a blackout
My serotonin is running out
Writer: SARAH HUTCHINSON
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