[Lyric] Sike (Bratter)

All girls aren’t the same, sike
Life’s an easy road, sike
Love is always real, sike
People care how you feel, sike

Being happy’s easy, sike
Depression’s temporary, sike
Internet’s not toxic, sike
This ain’t necessary, sike

Someone’s gotta tell me what I gotta do
To get out of what the fuck I’m going through
I can’t find the way out
I always wanna scream and shout
Oh who am I kidding y’all don’t know what I’m talking about

Mental health just gets pushed to the side
Doesn’t gеt attention until someone diеs
Then you ask yourself if you could’ve saved their life
When you were probably a reason they...
Nah I ain’t going there, but why not get the electric chair
Cause yeah they gotta learn this and they gotta become aware
But is this really gonna help or just give them nightmares?
These are some battles I have with myself and I’m never prepared

The voices don’t give a fuck if you’re offended
Cause y’all don’t give a fuck if you’re pretending
Hurting and hating isn’t that what you intended?
Only one of them worked and now they’re beheaded

I’m not the same person, I’ve changed for the better
I don’t just sulk when I feel under the weather
Don’t sit on my ass, I put in max effort
I ain’t going back to the old me ever

That old me kept wanting bloody wrists
But now I ask myself “What were the benefits?”
Bedroom walls always caused bloody fists
Too many times almost hung, and I somehow resist

But it was fucking tempting
To end it all right then and there
Telling myself I’m fucking weak
And this life’s too much to bear

And I know life isn’t fair
And I know nobody cares
But this is my outlet when I don’t wanna breathe air
And yeah life should be good but it’s just a nightmare
Well it ain’t life
It’s mainly my depression
People leave my life
Cause of my new found aggression

I have a short fuse
And a bad temper
Cause no matter how hard I try
It won’t get better

I’m losing hope
I’m losing faith
Oh wait
That shit’s already gone away

I don’t even know
What to believe in anymore
I see the devil
He’s standing at my door

Asks me how I’ve been
He already knows that’s why I see a grin
I tell him “Fuck off” cause he knows he’s gonna win
I don’t even give a fuck if I sin

It may not be cool
But I don’t even care bout that
I care bout being happy
But you already know that
That’s all I’ve ever wanted
But I don’t fucking see it
And fuck all that pretending stuff
I wanna fucking be it

I may be complaining
But I’m tired of feeling like this
I’m tired of wanting to be gone
Knowing I won’t be missed

Knowing I can’t get away from my past
Knowing I’ll just forever be an outcast
If I stay, then the pain will fucking last
If I go, then it’d be better and yes I know you didn’t ask

Well I didn’t ask to feel this way
I didn’t ask for severe depression
I asked to be happy
But instead I got a therapy session