Broken Souls (vertical video) 

I’m sick of the pain
I’m sick of the hurt
mama a nurse
I’m sipping on syrup
I get so high
I forget I’m on earth
I think I gave up on finding my worth
I know when it’s over
I’m closing the curtains
I’m getting too drunk
So don’t mind the slur
don’t see the light
It’s always a blur
Im getting too violent
I’m always alert
Why I gotta have these thoughts in my head
Why I gotta be scared to go to bed
One day I woke up I thought I was dead
It’s cool don’t believe me , I said what I said
This demon inside of my gotta be fed
So I took a shot it went straight to the head
God please forgive me I know that I’m wrong
Please tell my mama that I need her love
But hold up
I guess now I’m a grownup
Somebody should’ve told me I’m a stoner
Savanna I’m the fridge it’s getting colder
And colder
But so what
These days I don’t even sip on soda
There’s just so much I know I’m not in control of
I need a shoulder