Nose Blunt

Smother me
(In all the things that I've done wrong. Anxiety and pressure)
The moneys not enough
And the drugs aren't a stable crutch.
Stability's not what it was,
There's no distraction worth relying on
Smother me,
In all the things that I've done wrong.
Anxiety and pressure, in my lungs.
Where did I even fuck up?
Is this anything at all?
I seem fine on the outside, but seemings not enough
I seem fine on the outside, but seemings not enough

My body won't rebound
Just like your broken couch.
You always kept it around.
Your guilty conscience weighed it down.

Smother me,
In all the things that I've done wrong.
Anxiety and pressure, in my lungs.
Where did I even fuck up?
Is this anything at all?

I never asked for you to feel anything
I never meant for you to care about me
I never asked for you to feel anything
I never meant for you to care about me
I never asked for you to feel anything
I never asked for you to feel anything

Smother me,
In all the things that I've done wrong.
Anxiety and pressure, in my lungs.
Where did I even fuck up?
Is this anything at all?
I seem fine on the outside, but seemings not enough
I seem fine on the outside, but seemings not enough