Ayy, I'm either numb or in pain Emotionally overwhelmed or just an empty shell Worried by scenarios I make up myself Not quite insane but think I might be getting there I ain't calling for help Just let me fucking complain Look at me I ain't calling for help Just let me fucking complain Look at me Try to reflect to get my head straight But sometimes a thought can be all it takes To let all the negativity in And have it pave the way for all the thoughts and things kept deep within What should I do, what if I can't? What if I fail? Oh, not again Might be repeating myself but I can't emphasize enough how much I hate this Focusing on all the wrong shit Like what if I died, would I be missed? The slightest inconvenience makes it hard to exist I ain't calling for help Just let me fucking complain Look at me And I gotta say I wish I could make it all go away Yeah Make it go away