Eventually Lyrics

Feeling this pain and its building up anger

Demons just feed on my brain like a cancer

Living for what yeah I cant find an answer

Feeling so lost yeah mixed thoughts I cant anchor

Everyday I feel failure

My confidence droppin my barrier

Living this life am I living a lie and yeah I feel like I needa saviour

The feeling inside it just wants me to die but I try to get by but I aint getting happier

Every night when I lie that im fine but my mind aint alright and Im just getting angrier

Getting through days but it keeps getting worse

I spit facts yeah on every verse

Sick of this pain yeah im feeling this hurt

Yeah every day that I wake is a curse

Sick of the blame and im feeling such shame so Im gonna just stay on alert

Im not feeling okay and im sick of the pain it wont change anyway whats the point in this earth

Sick of the thoughts in my head

Tell myself im better off dead

Living a life when we know we all die so now I gotta live with the dread

The feeling inside is corrupting my mind and now I gotta fight that instead

All these good thoughts I cant find so now I stay confined in my room in my bed

Confined in my room and my bed

While im lead with these thoughts that im better off dead

When I pick up a notepad and pick up a pen

And connect the ink with what I think to the paper and then wish for and end

Wish for an end of this shit and I quit cause im sick of this trend

Sick of feeling stuck I give up I will never be enough so im here in this bed

Feeling this pain and its building up anger

Demons just feed on my brain like a cancer

Living for what yeah I cant find an answer

Feeling so lost yeah mixed thoughts I cant anchor

Feeling this pain and its building up anger

Demons just feed on my brain like a cancer

Living for what yeah I cant find an answer

Feeling so lost yeah mixed thoughts I cant anchor

So throw all your sh*t at me,

Sick of feeling and being the enemy,

Seems like my destiny

Internally bleeding and hurting deep mentally

Maybe im meant to be

Left to just rot and I lost my identity

Needing a remedy

Nothing can fix all this shit in my memory

Overthinking especially

Do it too much and its draining my energy

Yeah music is therapy

Itll all be okay if not now then eventually

Yeah building a legacy

When I spit from the heart that's the start of the recipe

Emotionally scarred but ill be okay if not now then eventually