Fuck You

Fuck you, I wanna kill myself
Have a drug overdose to put an end to this Hell
Fuck you, I hate my mental health
If depression was currency, I'd be living well
Fuck you, I wanna kill myself
Have a drug overdose to put an end to this Hell
Fuck you, I hate my mental health
If depression was currency, I'd be living well

Broke and I'm eighteen
My world's falling apart, someone save me
I got drugs on my mind, that shit's changed me
But at least I'm fine when I daydream

Daydreaming thinking of my past
But courtrooms and lawyers appeared in a flash
My PTSD will not cower again
'Cause those flashbacks of my cell make me wish I'm dead

Demons surround me, I wish I was dead
Taking a Glock, point it right at my head
Thinking about all the shit that I've said
I'm not really sober I wanna be dead
Demons surround me, I wish I was dead
Taking a Glock, point it right at my head
Thinking about all the shit that I've said
I'm not really sober I wanna be dead

Fuck you, I wanna kill myself
Have a drug overdose to put an end to this Hell
Fuck you, I hate my mental health
If depression was currency, I'd be living well
Fuck you, I wanna kill myself
Have a drug overdose to put an end to this Hell
Fuck you, I hate my mental health
If depression was currency, I'd be living well

Broke and I'm eighteen
My world's falling apart, someone save me
I got drugs on my mind, that shit's changed me
But at least I'm fine when I daydream