Suicide Hotline - Reverie, Louden

I feel like shit, man

Slit my fucken wrist, man

I love this pain, man

I think i’ve gone insane, man

Man, I love dwelling on my past so much

My mind it drive me crazy

Last few months been positive

Been suicidal lately

You ain’t gonna help me, get off me

I love misery, don’t stop me

What I got to live for? Nothing

I don’t even really give a fuck, bitch

Feel like my body so heavy

Heart been kinda empty

People tryna kick it, like, ‘no, son

I wanna chill with my lonesome

So sorry for myself

Masochist, passivist

Can’t believe how bad it gets

Brains finna get blasted, bitch

I feel like shit

I feel like shit, man

Slit my wrist

Slit my fucken wrist, man

I love this pain

I love this pain, man

I’ve gone insane

I think I’ve gone insane, man

Leave me all alone

Don’t want no fucken therapy

This a habit

Depression- why I have it?

Combative fucken addict

Pathetic & the saddest

Roll up my blunts the fattest

You want it? You can’t have it

I don’t need no friends, no love, no money, no life

This world is full of evil, cold-hearted people sharing no light

Sick of feeling like I don’t deserve shit

I’ll fucken kill you as I look into your eyes

So, what’s the word, bitch

Don’t play with me

Don’t give me a reason

Cuz today, I just wanna die

Man, I don’t even feel like breathing

I hate me

I hate you

Cuz this something I been dealing with my whole life that you don’t relate to

I feel like shit

I feel like shit, man

Slit my wrist

Slit my fucken wrist, man

I love this pain

I love this pain, man

I’ve gone insane

I think I’ve gone insane, man