It's like I'm crawling, you're the only one who can lift me up,
These trippy stunts I'm pullin', in my room with these niffy cuts,
Slashed across my wrist, honestly obviously I've lost my wit,
This rotten spit, I'm launching it, this darkness shit I'm caught in it,
Falling calling names out, but all I'm receiving is pain now,
I've twisted my mentality to the point of ripping my brain out,
It's insane how I'm enjoying this, I'm comforted with loneliness,
Though I wish to have the friends I've needed to be mostly with,
Can't reject myself, nope, I'm my own friend and so,
Now I'm never turned down, fuck the world, I'll stay alone,
So yeah I fit in...I fit in so much I'm fuckin' hidden,
Fuck I'll burn down my school, it'll just be good riddance,
I'm spitting as I'm slitting millions of little childrens parents',
Throats so they can choke a lot but really that shit is incoherent,
A way of getting back, it's not ripping track cause my shit is wack,
I hate myself, my brainwaves fucked up like I was sniffin' crack.