28 Laps Lyrics

Mic test one, two

Alright, let's see what we do here

I don't do this very often

I'ma train of thought this

Set my pen against the page and rest my head upon the tracks

Write a bar to make me lose my mind

Like I will never get it back, never get it back

Twenty-eight Laps around the Sun, I'm dizzy

I got a hunch I'm really not gon' make it to twenty-nine

I'm faking it half the time

Surely I'm past my prime

I think about suicide, twenty-four seven vibes

Like a Sheetz inside my head

A sheet of paper couldn't climb

A mountain that towers tall

And my legs are jellified

Bring me afterlife, I'm better off in the sky

My ideations are kililng me, human sacrifice, uh

This my journey to the light beam

Living in the dark, if you look you can't find me, and I've been

So caught up in my own web

To the bottom of the sea, but I don't wanna get my toes wet

It's like a battle in my skull (I'm losing)

Patiently waiting for this Prozac to take effect

Therapy on the weekly, so don't act like there's no help

I'm taking the steps necessary for myself

And yet my mental health is deteriorating quick

I'm feeling sick, even with my smoothies in the mix

Endorphins on the daily, my temple being chiseled

Thought it would fix it, but I still wanna end my life

I'm so fascinated by it, I lose track of peripheral

Like how my friends would feel if I killed myself

Sometimes all it takes is seeing Hunter's face in my mind's eye

When he gets the call that I passed, or

I think about how my mom would feel and I know I can't do that to 'em

So I keep fighting and breathing every day

I'm so strong but I'm weak

I let myself wreak havoc on myself

I hate myself but I love who I am

It's just my brain's broken from a loss of love

Honestly I thought E was the one

But she's gone and I'm left with a chasm

But the thing is, she's way happier without me

So it's hard not to extrapolate that to the rest of my world

And visualize me fading away from being a burden to my friends

This is starting to feel like a suicide note

Must be the thunderstorm that just began outside

I need some chamomile tea because I'm feeling the sleep (Nobody pray for me)

I'm not okay

In the slightest, but I know that I will be (Nobody, nobody)

The only other option is to kill me

Ain't nobody gonna pray for me

Ain't nobody gonna pray for me

(Blessings)

Welcome to the album

This is 28 Laps

This is me trying to figure shit out

Hope you enjoy it