Marshall Westing
Jacob   Arkansas, United States
 
 
I wake up in the mornings
Sinking halfway to the bottom
There's a loud distorted screaming in my soul
Everything is dark and empty
And I don't know how to fix it
So I curl up in a ball
And cry in the comfort of my home
I don't know why
I feel like ♥♥♥♥
I say I'm fine but I'm not fine
I'm dying inside
And all I see are demons
I try to hide
All my deepest feelings
I'm dying inside
And all I see are demons
I try to hide all my deepest feelings
I think there's something wrong with me
'Cause all I see is death
Everytime I go outside
I look like I've been doing meth
And I sleep for nineteen hours on a Thursday afternoon
And every now and then I cough up blood
And I don't know what to do
I don't know why
I feel like ♥♥♥♥
I will not see a therapist
Ladies and gentlemen,
If you wanna ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ kill yourself
Put your ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ hands up (yeah!),
Razor blades in the air everybody (yeah!)
(*Coughing*)
Ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, help, help, help, help, help, help, HELP!
I'm dying inside
And all I see are demons
I try to hide all my deepest feelings
I'm dying inside
And all I see are demons
I try to hide all my deepest feelings
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