gunpowder

I got problems in my head I'm so fucked up

And all my reasons to exist are getting farther

Don't ask me if I'm ok just makes it harder

I might hit me with some lead and gunpowder

If I put a bullet in my head, there's no undo

If I press ctrl z, I still harmed you

So yeah it's selfish I won't argue

That's why I'm stuck up in this hell I can't subdue

Every day I don't know why I get up

Just to do the same shit that made me wanna give up

Just to go to school put work in but its never enough