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Most days I was alone, steady talking to myself

Cause confiding in my friends is something that would never help

I ask sometimes if they can help me find the help

I'm usually greeted with a greedy feeling they helping themselves

It's weird right?

Why does it feel like I could never switch the gears right?

My car is bruised and used by dudes who move faker than Sangwoo

I can't move through the moss and all the weeds that grew

I'm so rude to myself, feel I lost my youth

My family is super broken, think I lost my roof

They still care, disconnected, bad Wi-Fi use

I'm still here, "Go get it, stop crying you

You ungrateful whore

At eighteen, most people tend to have no home

But, see you got a whole lot to care for

No salesman, got a whole lot to care for

Those sells man not the only way you man for

Can you?" No, go find the right man for it

Life is a war, I keep turrets and I man four

Head artillery, I blow when I can't man no more

I miss the feelings of feeling loved

The feelings of scented hugs

And miss the feeling of feeling my feels at all

I miss my grandpa and grandma, like why you gone?

Death is okay I understand it, but not at all

I'm walking dead, feeling damaged from all my thoughts

Sometimes I feel like I'm for granted, but not for long

I'll solve my problems when my money long

Even then, my momma still would probably hate it all

Even then, my dad still would probably hate it all

Even then, my brother still would never answers calls

And even then, I'd still be alone at heart