drama queen

Someone hit me with a truck, Fuck just put me under tires

I really turned myself to nothing, now I'm all that you desire

I had tea with the grim reaper recently, he told me I was fire

And the empty concept's deeper recently, trust me I'm tired

Spirits drown me in the color, a reflection on my soul

Like I don't think we know each other, we're two shadows of a whole

There's no hate for open shudders, I'm just weighing all the toll

It's like steering without rudders, crashing burns the only goal

I'll trip like Hannah Baker, get called a faker

They'll label me a problem maker, a soul evader

I'll play the part of undertaker, grim crusader