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letra de only thing - kythre

[verse 1]
drugs are the only thing that make me feel normal
i’m a f-ckin’ lonely thing that acts informal
b-tch, i’m unholy and mostly subnormal
if you look closely you can see i lack morals
i’m just a teen who thinks life is against him
hides behind a screen and pretends to have ransom
on him, but in fact he’s barely a phantom
not even eighteen, yet wrote a memorandum
a reminder that i gotta write the note
before i down this bottle of pills i’ve approached
i wanna pop some pills and slit my f-cking throat
and end my d-mn life while my lungs are full of smoke
smoke from the weed i use to numb the f-ckin’ pain
i need this sh-t so i can feel somewhat sane
it’s a shame that i’ve become what i came;
f-cked up mentally, and very far from tame
so why not come after me and lead a f-ckin’ witch hunt
you’ll find me chillin’ and smokin’ on a fat blunt
f-ckin’ on a fat c-nt with no f-ckin’ mask on
my will to live? i ain’t got a f-ckin’ grasp on
that motherf-cker, i’m extremely suicidal
i’m a piece of scat, motherf-cker, seemly homicidal
i’m a f-ckin’ brat, man, so i routinely stand idle
man, i guess i am my own godd-mn rival

[verse 2]
yeah, i wanna end my life
i despise myself, so please shove a f-cking knife
through my godd-mn heart and send me to the light
please don’t look at me, i’m an unpleasant sight
i release my pain with the words that i write
smokin’ from a gl-ss piece, i do it with delight
i wish i was deceased, i might do that tonight
but honestly, i’m too p-ssy to do it, alright?
so i just sit here, smoking and writing
down my feelings and provoking and fighting
i’m not healing, but i’m coping and residing
in my pain, i’m evoking my slighting
i don’t know why i’m being so godd-mn open
everybody hates me; the embodiment of broken
death awaits me, please leave sh-t unspoken
i’m terrible to talk to, ‘cause of all my emotions
i keep to myself and stay f-ckin’ isolated
i constantly weep and get all agitated
hate being sober and i’m always being gravitated
to any d-mn substance when i’m aggravated
like a f-ckin’ bowl or a bottle of vodka
or the d-mn xans mixed with some kamchatka
b-tch i’m as useful as a motherf-ckin’ honda
i do sh-t by my own accord, and that includes the ganja
“smoke away the pain” is a phrase i say often
man, f-ck the summer rays, that sh-t won’t soften
my mean demeanor, so you better take some caution
i used to be a positive dreamer, but i’ve fallen
‘cause i don’t see the light in the world anymore
and motherf-cker, i’m not afraid to explore
my deplorable feelings; it’s self-loathing galore
but honestly, no one cares, ‘cause i’m always ignored

[verse 3]
arms full of scars from the cutting i’ve been doing
razor blade stained; disgusting thoughts been brewing
in my f-ckin’ brain, my fronting’s been improving
been actin’ happy as h-ll, you ain’t misconstruing
i’m good at hidin’ sh-t i don’t want people to see
sick of d-ck ridin’ b-tches, like some treacle, sh-t’s juicy
my mental state’s on a steep hill, i’m a pr-ck you see
so if you try to talk to me, i’ll say “who me?”
‘cause everyone avoids me; i’m a f-ckin’ outcast
i’m void of emotions, i wanna get out fast
i’m annoyed, i wish there were a potion to blast
me to the past; i’ve toyed with notions since p-ssed
wanna go back to times i didn’t use drugs to cope
with the pain in my rhymes; i’ve started to lose hope
‘cause it’s been a minute since i felt any form of joy
i’m finished with life and being played like a toy

- kythre

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