Messed Up Lyrics

Maybe I'm messed up

I'm fighting with the lost souls I never had

I made them a love song

But the darkness always comes back

Maybe I lived for too long

But would you even miss me

If I see death, is it like dreaming?

Or is it a void with no feeling?

Ooh, Ooh

I don't think I can keep up with you

The grim reaper has the playbook, but I write all the rules

It's my life, I decide whether to take it too

I went from drugs to the chronic, yea that's vicious cycles

I wear two different faces, that's called vitiligo yeah

I still take the pressure if it's out of my control

You move on, I won't lie, I'm still stuck, in my mind

And that's OK, I still will feel this pressure every day

They ask about the baggage, what it weighs

The only honest answer is it picks at my brain

Until I go full insane

Maybe I'm messed up

I'm fighting with the lost souls I never had

I made them a love song

But the darkness always comes back

Maybe I lived for too long

But would you even miss me

If I see death, is it like dreaming?

Or is it a void with no feeling?

Ooh, Ooh

I don't think I can keep up with you

The grim reaper has the playbook, but I write all the rules

It's my life, I decide whether to take it too