I'd tell you the truth but I'm running away
I got these things on my mind
All these things I can say
But I'm
Sick in the head
And my words are misread
I'm going back to bed
I'd be better off dead
Scenarios play so deep inside my mind
And I feel stuck I'm stuck on rewind
I can't tell what's real
My sight has gone so blind
And I'm f*cked again
I'm f*cked again
I'd tell you the truth but I'm running away
I got these things on my mind
All these things I can say
But I'm
Sick in the head
And my words are misread
I'm going back to bed
I'd be better off dead
Watch the clock which does not tell time
And I breath the air but the airs not mine
With bloodshot eyes I try and make this rhyme
But I'm f*cked again
I'm f*cked again
I'd tell you the truth but I'm running away
I got these things on my mind
All these things I can say
But I'm
Sick in the head
And my words are misread
I'm going back to bed
I'd be better off dead
I'd tell you the truth but I'm running away
I got these things on my mind
All these things I can say
But I'm
Sick in the head
And my words are misread
I'm going back to bed
I'd be better off dead
Better off dead
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I'd tell you the truth but I'm running away
I got these things on my mind
All these things I can say
But I'm
Sick in the head
And my words are misread
I'm going back to bed
I'd be better off dead
Scenarios play so deep inside my mind
And I feel stuck I'm stuck on rewind
I can't tell what's real
My sight has gone so blind
And I'm f*cked again
I'm f*cked again
I'd tell you the truth but I'm running away
I got these things on my mind
All these things I can say
But I'm
Sick in the head
And my words are misread
I'm going back to bed
I'd be better off dead
Watch the clock which does not tell time
And I breath the air but the airs not mine
With bloodshot eyes I try and make this rhyme
But I'm f*cked again
I'm f*cked again
I'd tell you the truth but I'm running away
I got these things on my mind
All these things I can say
But I'm
Sick in the head
And my words are misread
I'm going back to bed
I'd be better off dead
I'd tell you the truth but I'm running away
I got these things on my mind
All these things I can say
But I'm
Sick in the head
And my words are misread
I'm going back to bed
I'd be better off dead
Better off dead
I got these things on my mind
All these things I can say
But I'm
Sick in the head
And my words are misread
I'm going back to bed
I'd be better off dead
Scenarios play so deep inside my mind
And I feel stuck I'm stuck on rewind
I can't tell what's real
My sight has gone so blind
And I'm f*cked again
I'm f*cked again
I'd tell you the truth but I'm running away
I got these things on my mind
All these things I can say
But I'm
Sick in the head
And my words are misread
I'm going back to bed
I'd be better off dead
Watch the clock which does not tell time
And I breath the air but the airs not mine
With bloodshot eyes I try and make this rhyme
But I'm f*cked again
I'm f*cked again
I'd tell you the truth but I'm running away
I got these things on my mind
All these things I can say
But I'm
Sick in the head
And my words are misread
I'm going back to bed
I'd be better off dead
I'd tell you the truth but I'm running away
I got these things on my mind
All these things I can say
But I'm
Sick in the head
And my words are misread
I'm going back to bed
I'd be better off dead
Better off dead
Writer: Kyle Barron
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