OBSCURE

I can't even feel my fuckin' face
Feelin' like I haven't slept in days
Nobody ever listen when I pray
Don't ever wanna know if I'm ok?

Drown all my emotions in this
Bottle ima flood my system
Keep it bottled up inside my mind
This shit feels like [F]a prison
Picturing your face inside my [A]head when
I pick up this pistol
I can't keep this up much longer
Might succumb to [C7]the statistic

Yeah yeah and [Bm]when it ɾains it pours
What am I fighting for?
I I I felt like [F]this before
You you [A7you [A7just walk out the door

Never feeling sure if this is ɾight
But I just keep on [C7]pushing
Never backing down that's how I'm built
So I just keep enduring
Spilling my [A]emotions on [C7]this paper
Tell you [A7how I'm feeling
Might not understand [Bm]thеse words I'm saying
Hope it's not for [Dm7]nothing

Yeah yеah hope it's not for [Dm7]nothing
No no I hope it's not for [Dm7]nothing

Yeah yeah

And when it ɾains it pours
What am I fighting for?
I I I felt like [F]this before
You you [A7you [A7just walk out the door
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