Ain’t no fake shit, don’t care bout that discretion shit
But half of y’all don’t even know what depression is
Y’all barely really know what a therapy session is
Well Mr. Bratter’s here to teach you a lesson bitch
People get dumped and complain their depressed
You don’t know what that shit is till you struggle to get rest
Till you wake up every morning wishing someone point a gun to your chest
And you want the trigger pulled so the pain will end
It’s a continuous, never-ending cyclе
Asking where’s happiness, waiting for his arrival
Thеn you break the cycle for about half a day
Then you go right back to that downhill spiral
You guys don’t know what this shit does to people
It’s sometimes why drug addicts turn to the needle
It’s sometimes why people like me turn evil
Depression’s the weapon that’s most lethal
Constantly wanting to die but you’re too scared
And you feel like if you left, nobody would care
You tell yourself you’re fucking tired of breathing the air
And you’re yelling at God saying this shit ain’t fair
You start to question everything you once knew
People say they love you but you think it’s not true
Screaming at your loved ones and at yourself
Saying “This ain’t life, this is hell”
Every single day you do the same things
Go to work then come home, your life on a string
Feeling like a bird with a broken wing
Asking God for help where is he
Oh he ain’t coming, looks like you’re on your own
The only thing that you got is your headphones
You’ve gotten this far somehow
But now you wonder what they’re gonna write on your tombstone
And you know what sucks?
Losing the passion for something that you loved
Watching people that you thought cared about you leave
And it turns out they never gave a fuck
About you or your damn feelings
Nobody gives a fuck about the depression you’re dealing
With and it’s sad to see these people we’re losing
To suicide cause they never got the proper healing
You constantly think that in life you going nowhere
Every day is always too much to bear
Good days are way too rare
And you don’t even bother trying to say a prayer
Nothing can save you now, you’re helpless
You turn to drugs thinking that it helps stress
And it may but it only lasts for a bit
Then when you come back down you go back to feeling like shit
People ask “How are you?”
If they only knew
That you struggling to survive
But you don’t tell the truth
You say you’re fine with a fake smile on your face
Knowing that you’re running a losing race
Everything’s closing in around you, you just need some space
And to everyone you feel like a damn disgrace
You like being alone, but hate feeling lonely
And you’re crying in your room thinking if you could only
Go back to when things were easier as a kid
But the problem is, you were depressed then
Now you might be wondering how I know this
Cause this is what I go through on a daily basis
And I know I’m not alone when I say
“Too many people these days are so abrasive”
This is a battle nobody should have to fight
And when you do it’s a shotgun vs a pocket knife
You either show it or pretend that your future’s bright
But you know deep inside you’ll never be alright
But half of y’all don’t even know what depression is
Y’all barely really know what a therapy session is
Well Mr. Bratter’s here to teach you a lesson bitch
People get dumped and complain their depressed
You don’t know what that shit is till you struggle to get rest
Till you wake up every morning wishing someone point a gun to your chest
And you want the trigger pulled so the pain will end
It’s a continuous, never-ending cyclе
Asking where’s happiness, waiting for his arrival
Thеn you break the cycle for about half a day
Then you go right back to that downhill spiral
You guys don’t know what this shit does to people
It’s sometimes why drug addicts turn to the needle
It’s sometimes why people like me turn evil
Depression’s the weapon that’s most lethal
Constantly wanting to die but you’re too scared
And you feel like if you left, nobody would care
You tell yourself you’re fucking tired of breathing the air
And you’re yelling at God saying this shit ain’t fair
You start to question everything you once knew
People say they love you but you think it’s not true
Screaming at your loved ones and at yourself
Saying “This ain’t life, this is hell”
Every single day you do the same things
Go to work then come home, your life on a string
Feeling like a bird with a broken wing
Asking God for help where is he
Oh he ain’t coming, looks like you’re on your own
The only thing that you got is your headphones
You’ve gotten this far somehow
But now you wonder what they’re gonna write on your tombstone
And you know what sucks?
Losing the passion for something that you loved
Watching people that you thought cared about you leave
And it turns out they never gave a fuck
About you or your damn feelings
Nobody gives a fuck about the depression you’re dealing
With and it’s sad to see these people we’re losing
To suicide cause they never got the proper healing
You constantly think that in life you going nowhere
Every day is always too much to bear
Good days are way too rare
And you don’t even bother trying to say a prayer
Nothing can save you now, you’re helpless
You turn to drugs thinking that it helps stress
And it may but it only lasts for a bit
Then when you come back down you go back to feeling like shit
People ask “How are you?”
If they only knew
That you struggling to survive
But you don’t tell the truth
You say you’re fine with a fake smile on your face
Knowing that you’re running a losing race
Everything’s closing in around you, you just need some space
And to everyone you feel like a damn disgrace
You like being alone, but hate feeling lonely
And you’re crying in your room thinking if you could only
Go back to when things were easier as a kid
But the problem is, you were depressed then
Now you might be wondering how I know this
Cause this is what I go through on a daily basis
And I know I’m not alone when I say
“Too many people these days are so abrasive”
This is a battle nobody should have to fight
And when you do it’s a shotgun vs a pocket knife
You either show it or pretend that your future’s bright
But you know deep inside you’ll never be alright
( Bratter )
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