308 - Varials

I’m not afraid to die

When I feel like this

I’m a wolf in sheep’s clothing

And I’ve come to collect

What would you even know about loss

So heavy is the crown

Just enough to pull you down

This world’s a fucking sickness

You’re drowning

Trying to cope with this modern existence

Has all your luck run dry

Am I the thorn in your side

You failed me over and over again

You must be crazy if you think I’d let you win

Cut yourself short

Cut yourself open

Cut yourself out of the picture

I don’t want to waste my time

'Cause there’s not much left

I’m not afraid to die

When I feel like this

I’m a wolf in sheep’s clothing

And I’ve come to collect

What would you even know about loss

So heavy is the crown

Just enough to pull you down

For every time I killed your ghost

I prove to myself

You’re what I hated the most

My demons are gone

I’m dead to the world

My entire life was a waste

Why did I even try