my hitbox is super small so use a big gun ft. 4giv Lyrics

All of my life, ever since I was a kid, never could pursue the things I like.

Couldn't even try, every fucking trap was set for me to fail.

No self confidence, it's been trimmed from me since birth

Everyday another fucking insult being lobbed at me

You don't carry yourself like you should. Skin is torn to shit, you don't even try.

Why do you think you have anything to give? Give up on this shit

Be a normal son

Why do you think I can't do it?

Cut my achilles, didn't even look

And now years past I sit writing abuse songs

You don't. No. You're fine.

I'm embarassed. Feel pathetic

I'm affected by things that transpired a decade ago -- enough to write this shit about it

Melodramatic--what am I saying?

How can I expect it to all go away when I can't address it without undermining sincerity?

I need to feel it. I need to.

(Jake)