Brain Fog

Got a life but I ain't living it
Go and take it cause I'm of sick of it
Watching mirrors as I'm losing it
Go destructive, fuck a therapist

Steady busy on my own time
Fucking trapped up in my own mind
Fucking tragic like its columbine
I just wish that I can fucking die

As I'm 18 writing fucking notes
As I'm 18 wanna fucking go
As I'm fighting battles no one fucking knows
I'm just better off if I can fucking show

How I feel instead of fucking bottling
All my feelings, yes I'm fucking throttling
Myself as I'm motherfucking talking bitch
Don't you worry bout my life, I'm offing it