Lyrics
They keep telling me to love myself
Struggling with self-love; external pressure to love oneself.
How the fuck do you love yourself
Expressing difficulty in loving oneself, questioning the process.
When you don't even know
Identity crisis and uncertainty about self.
Who the fuck you are anymore?
Losing a sense of self and not recognizing oneself.
Like you feel like you're reaching your breaking point
Constantly feeling on the verge of a breakdown.
Every fucking day and it's just...
Expressing the daily struggle and its impact.
It's hard, man
Acknowledging the difficulty and expressing pain.
They don't wanna talk
Repetition of the struggle with inner voices questioning reality.
They don't wanna feel
-The voices in my head saying
-I don't think I'm real
-They don't wanna talk
-They don't wanna feel
-The voices in my head saying
-I don't think I'm
-They don't wanna talk
-They don't wanna feel
-The voices in my head saying
-I don't think I'm real
-I don't think I'm real
Emphasizing the uncertainty and questioning one's existence.
I don't think I'm real
-I don't think I'm real
-I don't think I'm
-I don't know where my heads been at
Describing feelings of confusion, emptiness, and coping mechanisms.
And I've been feeling like a nuisance just because of that
-It's like a headache but the funny thing about it's that
-The pain won't go away till my brain go splat
-And I've been trying to decode myself, figure my shit out
-Get a better grip and spark the spliff that's in my mouth
-I can't cope without the dope and time's just runnin' out
-Losin' my patience, I'm vacant, a hollow body now
-I'm finding other ways to try to cope with all the pain
Seeking alternative ways to cope with emotional pain.
And if I'm being honest with you, baby I am not okay
-The fucking voice inside my head is driving me insane
-And silence kills me, lately it just hasn't been the same
-Lost in my head, lost in my mind
Internal struggle and expressing the emotional toll.
Telling myself that I'll be just fine
-Nothing's okay, nothing's alright
-Smoking all day, crying all night
-And what the fuck you expect from the kid
Dealing with personal demons and impulsive actions.
I got demons in my orbit that I'm tryin' to rid
-Of all the shit that I deal with, I act on a whim
-I'm like a fish outta water trying to swim
-Bedroom dweller, I'm feelin' so fucking stellar
Self-destructive thoughts and contemplating suicide.
When I empty my clip into the chest of the teller
-Killed the man inside of me that's been lane switchin' better
-Grab the 9, grip the trigger, this my suicide letter
-They don't wanna talk
Reiteration of the internal struggle and questioning reality.
They don't wanna feel
-The voices in my head saying
-I don't think I'm real
-They don't wanna talk
-They don't wanna feel
-The voices in my head saying
-I don't think I'm
-They don't wanna talk
-They don't wanna feel
-The voices in my head saying
-I don't think I'm real
-I don't think I'm real
Reinforcing doubts about one's own reality.
I don't think I'm real
-I don't think I'm real
-I don't think I'm
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