hot mess! Lyrics

Yeah, I'm lousy, and the stress remains the thing that tries to drown me, I guess downing bottles never was an issue all around me

I can run around my halls, bouncing off the fucking walls, won't nobody have a clue at all

But unfortunately, they call me deadbeat like picking sports with me

No one in my life ever supported me, no one called and asked me how's my day since I was digging up my grave, just a couple drinks a day will make me feel all aok

Yeah, I'm a hot mess, I guess that it's okay to be upset

I was fine, but I was lying with a bullet through my chest

I hide my face of all the emotions when depressed

It's okay that no one listens when there's shit that's on my chest

Yeah, I'm a hot mess, I guess that it's okay to be upset

I was fine, but I was lying with a bullet through my chest

I hide my face of all the emotions when depressed

It's okay that no one listens when there's shit that's on my chest

Yeah, I'm a fucking mess, would've thought by now you could've guessed

There's just no one on my side to pat my back and be impressed

Even with how hard I try, it always ends with them upset

I just guess I am not fit enough for dealing with the best

I just need someone to be there on my side for some involvement

But when I reach out my hand, they always guess there's something wrong with it

Im problematic, do something to act dramatic, I guess that I will go down as a mess, because I've had it

Wow, I can't believe it's going down

I'm a mess, man, aren't you just so impressed I'm now around?

I just gotta get some money, move my ass out of this town

I'm getting so fucking tired of dealing with these runarounds

Be surprised if someone knew if I was 6 feet in the ground

How much times was there when I was out the picture? Cannot count

All these years alive, but yet, my happiness, I've never found

Happier if I just watch my drips I've sipped and plainly drown

Yeah, I'm a hot mess, I guess that it's okay to be upset

I was fine, but i was lying with a bullet through my chest

I hide my face of all the emotions when depressed

It's okay that no one listens when there's shit that's on my chest

Yeah, I'm a hot mess, I guess that it's okay to be upset

I was fine, but I was lying with a bullet through my chest

I hide my face of all the emotions when depressed

It's okay that no one listens when there's shit that's on my chest

Guess that it's okay to be up, set

Usually I'm never this depressed

Fucking tired of all this shit I can't control

Losing myself, man I just gotta get a hold

Lonely room, would end it if I make a hole

Hope the grief will never make family swole

Yeah I know that this was never one my goals

Let em know that I'll see them when im, fuck