Grim Stories ft. Ghost17 Lyrics

Only way I feel okay is when I'm high

Not on this plane shadows will come

Draining me dry I take the sword and now all of them slain

Then they come back 10 times worse

Always occurs when I am at my low and im covered in snow

I've seen the worst of this world

People that you thought were close would leave you to die

My friends have oded alone watchin my clique doin fetty no light in there eyes

Lived in a crackhouse slept in a drain

Slept in the dirt would get so tired I pass out

Asking for food and they think it's for drugs

Shaking cause it was so cold out

I need to smoke to remember myself wish you felt what I felt

No one that would understand no one that would really get it

I been through hell don't think it got better now still alive still askin how

I keep on goin my body hurts

My heads been achin with every damn verse

It's gettin worse maybe it's really a curse

Dylan you might as well go fuck everything up

Everyone hates you everyone thinks that your really just nothin

Everyone thinks that your voice in annoying

Everyone thinks you don't hear what they say

I'm goin insane this is so hard to explain

Everything looks like a dream more like a nightmare

Livin inside of my mind hope someone knows what I mean

Hope someone knows what I mean

Hope someone knows what I mean

I haven't been sober in weeks

Maybe for months but who's counting?

Nobody cares when I speak

I don't got somewhere to be

Even if I did I'm too lazy

And now I can't sleep

Scared of my dreams

Starting to see the most treacherous things

My soul comes out on a track when I'm writing these raps

Not scared of the future or present I'm scared of the past

We change everyday but society's bringing us back

Alone in a room with my thoughts

Thinking that seventeen shots of Malibu should do the job

Watching me rot

I'm in a mirror wondering who is who

What part of me's you?

What part of me's not?

Skip to the plot

Blacked out woke up on the couch

Reached down for the pills on ground

Bite down on my arm super hard cuz when they see all the marks

They never consider self harm

Take a blade from the kitchen and make an incision

This system is twisted

Too many kids have been getting addicted because of prescriptions

While anyone privileged is sitting at home wishing for riches

The homeless get younger and younger

Searching through hunger they suffer

Just saw a kid my age covered in puke by a dumpster licking a packet of mustard

Due to starvation they turn the nicotine

System y'all praise?

No one is listening

Gotta be kidding me this isn't political it's honestly pitiful

They do minimal because everything fell in their lap

Stand and laugh and act like they haven't witnessed our brothers collapse

I'll leave it at this

These stories are grim but who's gonna listen to them?