hacked like a bitch
Your depression shows when you talk about home.
You said: “I can’t wait to leave this town and go away on my own”.
And the thought of it shakes all my bones,
in this weak body I used to own.
I can’t do this alone.
so bury me at sea, lets pretend its all a bad dream
true life: I just want back in your head.
So bury me in the memories of my friends and family
I just need to know that they were proud of me