Lyrics: Cameron Charles McEachern
Music: Cameron Charles McEachern
I got mental issues
I’m aware but I don’t need no therapist to tell me what I know
She tried to love me but I withdrew
I got to much on my mind and I don’t want to have to use you as my cope
Yeah
You said you need some help
That’s tuff
I don’t know
Don’t mean to ruin your mood but
Ion got nothing for you cause
When it was time to choose us
You chose yourself
So die with that choice you made
Prolly don’t know what accountability is you point and blame
You wanna get up but you been feeling to weak I know the pain
Now you coping with these drugs filled your nose with novicane
You said that I need help
But you needed yourself
You got no moves left all the cards dealt
You said that you were gonna change how could I tell
Ouuu
I think that I’m breaking out your spell
Cause I used to see your face in inside I would melt
Was tripping for you I think I stepped out of where I fell