[Verse 1: MC Type] I feel another one of those, I can't let it go Coming on on my chest to explode I'm stressed, it shows It's best that you just leave me to fester in my mess alone (Yes I'm gone) Off the deep end, I can't pretend It is the weekend knowing it's the work week As I begin to regress and seep in My regrets I wallow in the shit that'll...Learn More