Rot. - King Yosef

I live in the hell I’ve made

And I’m starting to think I’ll take this pain to the grave

And I can only toss and turn so fucking much

Until it’s the gun to my teeth and I feel free giving up

I’ve tried to help every one around me

Instead I crossed all the fucking boundaries

I’m better off as a nameless grave

Maybe under dirt, I won’t be so afraid

Or maybe I’ll be gasping for air

Maybe I’ll finally see if anyone fucking cares

I’m better off now than I ever was

Don’t help me now cause I’m already gone

Stuck in a rut

Immortal in my sorrow

But I’m shit out of luck

Dreading the seconds 'till tomorrow

My flesh is shedding

I’m finally ready

Cut it out, cut it out

I’m finally resting

Why humans feel so guilty?

Why does everyone’s actions hurts so bad?

Why capable of happiness?

Why would you

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