GTFO

There's an energy
That takes control of me
Grab my thoughts to
Bury in a hole again

Fetch my hearse
And kill this curse
Short and terse
It's getting worse

I'm not looking for sympathy
Just something to believe in
Put me out of my misery
The truth that I'm perceiving
I'm so tired of
"Things'll get better", "it's temporary weather"
When it's not a phase
They keep throwing all the
Clichés in my way

Like, Get The Fuck Out of my face

Out of reach, and
Staring at the antidote
Growing vacant
Feel the hands upon my throat

Fetch my hearse
And kill this curse
Short and terse
It's getting worse

I'm not looking for sympathy
Just something to believe in
Put me out of my misery
The truth that I'm perceiving
I'm so tired of
"Things'll get better", "it's temporary weather"
When it's not a phase
They keep throwing all the
Clichés in my way

I'm just constantly tryna
Find my place
It's hard to get the closure
When it happens over and over
There is nothing to fill
The emptiness
And with death at every corner
I know I have to face it

On my own

I'm not looking for sympathy
Just something to believe in
Put me out of my misery
The truth that I'm perceiving
I'm so tired of
"Things'll get better", "it's temporary weather"
When it's not a phase
They keep throwing all the
Clichés in my way

Get The Fuck Out of my face