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Not supposed to be here Father wanted an abortion Momma wasn't prepared Not supposed to be here Suicidal thoughts Whispered into my ear Not supposed to be here Ex drug addict When I look in the mirror Not supposed to be here But I am And I'm fucking glad that I'm here Since the moment I Was born I was fucked Scratch that I was fucked when I was just nut My dad Piece of shit never showed up I had Show myself how to man up Ain't mad Cause I've made myself A better man then he could I hope he's turning in His grave as I do good Hope he gets to watch My first mill Hope that's torture to him In his hell There ain't shit You can fucking say If I fuck this up At least I did it my way Look at the cards I've played With my starting hand I shouldn't be here today Not supposed to be here Father wanted an abortion Mama wasn't prepared Not supposed to be here Suicidal thoughts Whispered in my ear Welcome y'all to my demons They're my heathens They're the reason Behind my seasons Of depression Second guessing If I should be breathing Also the reason I started writing So sick of hiding All these emotions Started confiding In this music Learned to use it To get through shit And to prove that I'm a demon on this mic You can hate me if you like But just know that I hate myself Just enough not to take my life I shouldn't be here Suicidal thoughts Whispered in my ear I shouldn't be here Ex drug addict when I look in the Mirror Got genes from a family Full of drug addicts Thank god that I've kicked Some bad habits At age 16 I was drugged up Did every single drug That I touched Was never sober Almost always drunk No matter what Was never enough So many times I should have overdosed So many times that I've came close I shouldn't be here I shouldn't be here I shouldn't be here I should be dead Or fucking impaired I shouldn't be here But I am That's why I'm going as hard as I am Not supposed to be here Father wanted an abortion Momma wasn't prepared Not supposed to be here Suicidal thoughts Whispered into my ear Not supposed to be here Ex drug addict When I look in the mirror Not supposed to be here But I am Aren't ya fucking glad that I'm here? I'm about to go off Like I got something to prove Don't get in my way Just give me my room I'm about to go off Like I got something to prove Don't get in my way Just give me my room I'm about to go off Like I got something to prove Don't get in my way Just give me my room I'm about to go off Like I got something to prove Don't get in my way Just give me my
Writer(s): Edward Moore Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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