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 I 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 out
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