HYPERTENSION Lyrics

I'm not winning this difficult fight

My parents are just killing my vibe

I'm not the perfect son but I always try

To be perfect, it's not enough,

I'm trying, but it's fucking tough

To be at home is fucking rough

Brain so fucked, my life just sucks

It's too much

My head is filled with lots of stuff

My body feels so cold

There's no spirit in my soul

I don't know where this shit's all for

You don't really know me

Cannot vibe with every shawty

Pop a pill, 'cause I'm anxious and lonely

You know what you were gonna do, just show me

Fucking show me

I'm going insane, catched a case

Why you always fuckin' blame me

For the shit I didn't do

When the find out you lied, you're screwed

I almost lost all of my friends

'Cause you told all those fake facts

No one asked for the different side of the story

You're a drunk and you're a stoner

You don't like to be sober

You're pretend that you're wrestling

With yourself, that's fuckin' sketchy

You're seekin' for attention

Yea, those statements, bold and reckless

I just wanna get myself back

I'm not winning this difficult fight

My parents are just killing my vibe

I'm not the perfect son but I always try

To be perfect, it's not enough

I'm trying, but it's fucking tough

To be at home is fucking rough

Brain so fucked, my life just sucks

It's too much

My head is filled with lots of stuff

I'm loving things I've never loved before

I'm paranoid, fuckin' lock the doors

I'm simply just countin' the time

I'm dealing with this shit my whole life

I disguise everything 'bout myself

Can't find help

Why would you

There is nothing wrong with you

I want this shit to be over

Just slice my throat open

I wanna be free

I'll never be me

You're a drunk and you're a stoner

You don't like to be sober

You're pretend that you're wrestling

With yourself, that's fuckin' sketchy

You're seekin' for attention

Yea, those statements, bold and reckless

I just wanna get myself back

I'm not winning this difficult fight

My parents are just killing my vibe

I'm not the perfect son but I always try

To be perfect, it's not enough,

I'm trying, but it's fucking tough

To be at home is fucking rough

Brain so fucked, my life just sucks

It's too much

My head is filled with lots of stuff

(I'm loving things I've never loved before)

(I'm paranoid, fuckin' lock the doors)