DEMONS // FEELINGS (feat. .Icky)

Aye, you're not a perfect person, but you always try to be one
The perfect student, brother, boyfriend, son
Lines divided but depression ain't poetry, man
Mint condition intervention, but you're only human man

I'm grateful for what I have, genuinely not trying to complain
Just trying to evaluate the past and all of its pain
I dug up your grave, red paint on your coffin
Thoughts scattered, yellow tape, proceed with caution
Throw shit in the ocean, it'll be fine in the morning
My generation is trying while yours is just snoring
The forests are burning to have cool homes
Ones with the bay windows to look at your phone

I'm highly emotional, afraid to get personal
I've got all these demons, all these feelings dancing around my ceiling
I'm highly emotional, afraid to get personal
I've got all these demons, all these feelings dancing around my ceiling
I'm highly emotional, afraid to get personal
I've got all these demons, all these feelings dancing around my ceiling

I spent my time gathering people for my funeral
Wonder who would show if the bullet was terminal
Would the ones who have destroyed my mentals even go?
Or rejoice, glad I decided to kill myself real slow (Bang, bang)

18 minutes, completely paralyzed
Rockin' back and forth, I can't verbalize how explosive I feel inside
I've kept everything bottled up for so long
You know my mind's been on fire all along
Leave the baggage at the gate
I can no longer carry the weight
It scares me that I'll fully never leave you
These demons will follow me to the grave, true

When you've got a plan and a place
Can't stand to look at the pain on your own face
I can hide everything I was supposed to be
You're lost, that's cool, take a seat
You're lost, that's cool, take a seat
Psychoanalyzing why I'm the way I am
Closed off, don't trust a single soul
Self-love? I'd rather listen to what my demons say
That's just a joke cause no one will love me or want to stay
Guilty about things beyond my control
Talk down on myself, in a black hole
No drugs and no drinking
I'd rather be addicted to the art of overthinking

Leave the key in the hearse, let me rest peacefully
Got the black suit, rolled off linen carefully
Everybody knows I'd drop it all even if we ain't close
Take my heart, take my soul, and burn all my clothes
Deep down I know I'm a good man
Cause I protect the world like I'm Spider-Man

I don't wanna talk about it, internally dwell on it
Today I'm simply writing poetry
Tomorrow I could be a prodigy
I'm afraid to put myself out there
Debating why anyone would even care
Light the fire, put it out, I'm not an artist
I can't escape this cage inside my mind
So promise you won't hype up what I left behind
No glorifying suicide, cause I've got all these demons and all these feelings all in my mind