moth

I'm not really here, dissassociated Musics all I got, I really hope I make it Tryna disappear, don't wanna make a statement Yeah they plotting on my downfall I won't keep them waiting Taking anything I'm offered Know the risks no longer bothered All my friends know I'm no cougher Bury my thoughts in another Sleep all day and waste my nights Doing whatever feels nice Blood is pooling in my eyes I know I wont see 25 Like a moth to a flame I just burn with your words Losing myself every day it gets worse Calling for help knowing I wont get heard Second hand smoke in the lungs of a bird I'm not really here, dissassociated Musics all I got, I really hope I make it Tryna disappear, don't wanna make a statement Yeah they plotting on my downfall I won't keep them waiting Memory is getting weaker every single day that passes Dropped out due to mental health I failed all my fucking classes Eyesight just deteriorating can't afford new pair of glasses Doctors won't evaluate the waitlist too high for my madness No hope, no hope, I got no hope So slow, so slow, moving so slow Go home, go home, just fucking go home No more, no more, I don't sleep no more I'm not really here, dissassociated Musics all I got, I really hope I make it Tryna disappear, don't wanna make a statement Yeah they plotting on my downfall I won't keep them waiting