Son divine

A loser all my life but now I wanna feel alive Been writing all the time I Just wanna stay inside Stay inside my mind where im comfortably blind Floatin with my line's you can call me son divine A loser all my life but now i wanna feel alive Been writing all the time I Just wanna stay inside Stay inside my mind where im comfortably blind Floatin with my line's you can call me son divine I'm such a fucking loser I don't have many friends People all around me say they love me to my face I don't see what they see in me I think it's all a fake Anxiety got worse and pills aren't really helping Took another norco but my back pain isn't going Feeling overwhelmed like my brain is always dizzy I will never understand the thing's my lady see in me or my family I think of giving up and when I do I try to let it go I don't wanna die anymore I wanna be alive But i want to be alone A loser all my life I use to cut it wit a knife To split the pieces of my mind  an know i feel alive been thinking I don't wanna die Seen the concept of the time And now I realize the reason for the lies I don't know where im going or where my pain begins I try to spill it all out on my lyrics with my pen A loser all my life but now i wanna feel alive Been writing all the time I Just wanna stay inside Stay inside my mind where im comfortably blind Floatin with my line's you can call me son divine A loser all my life but now i wanna feel alive Been writing all the time I Just wanna stay inside Stay inside my mind where im comfortably blind Floatin with my line's you can call me son divine I hold my breath until i start to lose my grip Its just a way to pass the time I'm always biting at my lip I feel like im a quit I take excedrin even though it never helps with shit If it was up to me I'd never leave my dark ass room I'd sit ponder all these pointless questions what if I was to just never even exist Why the feeling going numb when I slit my wrist feel as good as this Why when I take some pills or smoke a lot I feel some sort of bliss Why I smoke a pack a day and mad that it's too hard to quit Why I test my mental up until the point I feel I don't exist Why there ain't a angel resting up above my head at night When I close my eyes the only thing I see is red I know I'm not the only man who thinks like this So I just stare up at my ceiling counting sheep inside my head But all the sheeple that I come across they always tend to end up dead I knew a bitch named Mary who gave the best fucking head When she gave me shit to smoke I'd finally detach And find a place in the back of my mind to go relax and that's that and that's why I sit back wit a six pack  to relax can't relapse There's so much I'd take back in due time I'll do time Can't cry go through mine get up boy go grind take this it's yo time It's yo time It's yo time It's yo time It's yo time It's yo time It's yo time It's yo time It's yo time A loser all my life but now I wanna feel alive Been writing all the time I Just wanna stay inside Stay inside my mind where im comfortably blind Floatin with my line's you can call me son divine A loser all my life but now I wanna feel alive Been writing all the time I Just wanna stay inside Stay inside my mind where im comfortably blind Floatin with my line's you can call me son divine