It's not my fate to ignore these vicious thoughts.
I act like a stranger, I'm not supposed to be
I come undone. Don't even know where to start.
It's like a storm inside my
I'ts like a bad storm inside my head... I'm free... Yeah
Existence is futile cause
pain is surreal so real.
I'm free... yeah. Morality is a word i can't accept.
I'm moving in
The hardest things to handle are failure and success.
They are promises worth
You have to rely on your sanctuary.
You know that you have to.
You have to
rely on your mental health.
You know you have to.