(Wow, demxntia) I just wanna know where my mind is at It's somewhere in between being happy and sad I wish that I could take away the pain from my friends But everybody knows that it never ends, man I can barely help myself, forget everyone else Giving out advice I barely follow myself I just wanna disappear, fuck heaven or hell Six o'clock in the morning eyes glued to my cell Bloodshot-red, got a pain in my head I can never sleep, I'm making music instead Lookin' in the mirror think I'm halfway dead Or almost there I don't even think I care, but Mom's gettin' worried at the habits I have I apologize for everything in the past Doin' fuck-shit every day, skippin' all of my classes But I'm glad it's workin' out, let me pay you back Every time I drop a song people ask if it's sad And everybody spam my shit only for a collab But I don't fuck with anybody unless you're one of my brothers And if I barely work with them Then why the fuck should I bother with you? And I'm gettin' tired of all of this Bullshit that comes with the things that I do Fuck up my voice just to make a new Song every day, so this dream comes true But honestly forget all that, I can buy the shit I want Because I'll make it back Replace the pain with Y-3s in the triple black Call it first-degree murder when I kill this track Crescent moon on my wrist, I'm alive in the night If the reaper tryna take me, I'ma put up a fight Everybody is sus, so I keep my circle tight Don't pretend to be my friend, and get the fuck out my sight, yuh

Maybe I've done enough And your golden child grew up Maybe this trophy isn't real love And with or without it, I'm good enough Maybe I've done enough Finally catching up For the first time I see an image of my brokenness Utterly worthy of love Maybe I've done enough And I finally see myself Through the eyes of no one else It's so exhausting on this silver screen Where I play the role of anyone but me And I finally see myself Unabridged and overwhelmed A mess of a story I'm ashamed to tell But I'm slowly learning how to break this spell And I finally see myself Now I only want what's real To let my heart feel what it feels Gold, silver or bronze hold no value here Where work and rest are equally revered I only want what's real I set aside the highlight reel And leave my greatest failures on display with an asterisk Worthy of love anyway