It's always something so my pressures at max
Yeah I'm bottling shit up so don't tell me to relax
Man fuck a deep breath cause it's a lost cause
Flying off the handle again displayin all my flaws
Ain't much different than it used to be
Still don't seem all real
Had some good days that I wish I ain't never felt
Cause now every day I gotta wake up again
Forget about that shit, and manage this pain
And it makes my fucking head hurt
To try to make things better
Yeah I haven't had the luck
Used to try to be what I wanted to see from my surroundings
But that's only ever fucked me
No reciprocation, no reflection, nothing kind
Violent rejection, added stress on my mind
Mood swinging, skull stinging, jaw aches from the teeth clenching
Stay out my way is the message that I'm fucking sending
How you ain't received it
Guess I gotta make it clear so you don't misread shit
Internal pressure got me slated to blow
Like a ball of malice compressed
Everyday spent callously depressed
So that acting familiar shits got to go
Cause you got me fucked up
Yeah now you're gonna get fucked up
WRITERS
Chase Hendricks, Joey Paniccia, Nate Linderman, Sam Fabiano, Travis Hendricks