Every single day that I wake up
My body is weak from all the trying to keep myself up
All this f*cking strain and struggle that I've got going on
The bags under my eyes are deeper then the pits of hell
Why is life so hard to live?
I am losing at the game, I have no time to give
I spend my days wondering why I was born to feel this way
I am slowly going insane alone inside my brain
Kill me now
I know there are people who can help me out of this shit
But I do not feel comfortable sharing this shit with another person
My medication for myself is to write it on page
I truly express my feelings when I'm rapping about all my pain
Hear the words I'm saying
They aren't a call for help
It's just my way of dealing with all of my sorrows
And my mental health that's broken
And I don't know any other way to fix it
Then to speak it into existence to share it with the world
Dexndre - hiraeth Lyrics
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Every single day that I wake up
My body is weak from all the trying to keep myself up
All this f*cking strain and struggle that I've got going on
The bags under my eyes are deeper then the pits of hell
Why is life so hard to live?
I am losing at the game, I have no time to give
I spend my days wondering why I was born to feel this way
I am slowly going insane alone inside my brain
Kill me now
I know there are people who can help me out of this shit
But I do not feel comfortable sharing this shit with another person
My medication for myself is to write it on page
I truly express my feelings when I'm rapping about all my pain
Hear the words I'm saying
They aren't a call for help
It's just my way of dealing with all of my sorrows
And my mental health that's broken
And I don't know any other way to fix it
Then to speak it into existence to share it with the world
My body is weak from all the trying to keep myself up
All this f*cking strain and struggle that I've got going on
The bags under my eyes are deeper then the pits of hell
Why is life so hard to live?
I am losing at the game, I have no time to give
I spend my days wondering why I was born to feel this way
I am slowly going insane alone inside my brain
Kill me now
I know there are people who can help me out of this shit
But I do not feel comfortable sharing this shit with another person
My medication for myself is to write it on page
I truly express my feelings when I'm rapping about all my pain
Hear the words I'm saying
They aren't a call for help
It's just my way of dealing with all of my sorrows
And my mental health that's broken
And I don't know any other way to fix it
Then to speak it into existence to share it with the world
Writer: Deandre Gayle
Copyright: Lyrics © Identity Music Ltd
Copyright: Lyrics © Identity Music Ltd