be friends with a gun.




Breathing in, breathing out
Slowly, no need to rush
Close your eyes and think about the happy stuff
You'll get better in no time
At least, that's what my therapist said

But I just wanna be friends with a gun
I can pull the trigger on three, just to leave everything behind
I'm feeling too happy, too sad, too proud or too mallow
There isn't anything more to keep me stay
All I need is to be alive and living
Where the hell all my dreams go after all this time?

I try to be a good girl my parents taught me
Fuck, I must've lost it somewhere
I think too much, I cry too often
I try to change things, but none of it is working
Is it my fault?
Is it my fault?
Is it really my fault?

I feel ashamed to the girl I used to be
Happy, nothing to wonder about
All diamonds and freedoms were on my palm
Fuck, where all the things go after this time?
I'm starting to lost myself in my own sadness and thoughts
I never really believe in true love cs once I did, and he broke me to pieces
Left me breathless and speechless

So tell me, why should I go on with my life?
All I knew, everything would change, and be ok when I knew you
Took me four fucking years to see how blind I've always been
I try to be more lenient, patient, and obidient
But nothing's ever gonna work when I start to hear the devil inside of me is screaming

I just wanna be friends with a gun
Care to ask me why, I'll let you know why
I'm giving up myself for everything
I'm so done with the life I'm having
I'm sick and tired of believing
So on a count of 3, I'll finally surrender
Will be holding my white flag so high
To show how proud I am 
That I'm just a burden for you, for my life
That I'm just a hopeless dreamers for you, and for my life. 


FFF
(July 17th 2023)

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