Mourning Comes - KnowMads

Alright this is the last one

Let’s do this shit, and get the fuck outta here

Imma just go in, uh

I don’t want to think about suicide

I don’t want to talk about suicide

How come all I see is suicide, suicide, Oh lord?

I don’t want to talk about suicide, suicide, no more

I wonder how they feel inside

Does their pain feel as real as mine?

I’ve been doing everything I can to heal my mind

But some days I hear these voices in my head, tell me

I ain’t got no choices I’d be better off dead

Damn it’s miserable, the way I see this world through this lens

While my best friend tell em Pep, you doing it again

You don’t understand the feeling, I don’t wanna waste my breath on you

Woh, Pep chill, homie really how depressed are you?

People might ignore me cause I’m dressed normal

If it wasn’t for these meds I’d be less cordial

I don’t need your sympathy, I don’t want apologies

I just want the tools to feel happy, my psychology is

Impacted, you used to pop molly and xans

Until you off the shit and keep on having panic attacks

Running ten miles, trying to get my sanity back

Leave my pain on the record, leave my blood on the tracks

Like suicide, suicide, oh lord

I don’t want to think about suicide, suicide, no more

Yeah, she asked me: so on a scale to 1 to 10, how you feel today?

I feel like I don’t know what it feels like to feel okay

I think the whole world against me, wanna see me fail

And if I died tomorrow nobody would even care

Social media just makes me feel unimportant

Running outta hope, running out of resources

People are here for you;

fuck it, they don’t understand me

For ten years I’ve been a burden on my fucking family

I don’t want to start relations cause they turn unhealthy

And honestly there’s nothing you can do to fucking help me

I can’t hold down a job I’m a bag-a-bond

Feeling paralyzed, by myself sabotaged

Damn it’s hard to chase my dream, stuck in this position

Say depression in my genes, that’s my disposition

Fuck the stigma and your judgment, imma keep it real

This song’s for anybody out there who been thinkin' 'bout…

Suicide, suicide, Oh lord?

I don’t want to talk about suicide, suicide, no more

But every winter it’s just suicide, suicide oh lord

I don’t want to talk about suicide, suicide, no more

Buts it’s on my mind

Yeah …

As soon as autumn snow falling they’ve been known to go all in

I notice my phone ringing, forever that bloat calling

Ignoring their low balling backing love and all the highs

Future start to fold while that money on the rise

Uncovering the lies, my family start cutting ties

What is pride when I couldn’t look my mother in the eyes

Fiends blowing up my line, real friends I never call

Set it all now can’t speak on fentanyl without offending y’all

We all got a friend involved, we did not mean to let fall

Thought he’d make it to the league, ballin' since he’s 3 ft tall

Sizzurp without the pancakes cause I ain’t flippin' that

Cause I know where I’m headed but ain’t loving where I’m living at

Thuggin with that bitch to match, closed dress and mo fresh

But really feelin' so stress, fast money, slow debt

Scared of heights, so I’d like a tightrope with no net

Trying to deal with the fear, overcome but don’t forget

Said maybe if I’d quit, still I’d do just fine

But I got enough spit for my shoes to shine

See nogges?

Turn legit, working but ain’t earning shit

Kids is curious if that reward is worth the risk

I’m rolling like thunder bout to crash tuck the heat

12 years in my truck, another 5 under the seat

Were shooting like Kobe den, hopped up in my dopamine?

Slowly getting lonely when cocaine became my only friend

Sometimes you gotta break it so you know it bend

Hoes is so pretend, relationships is open-end

I’m feeling like I’m, I’m feeling like I’m lost in hell

Taking meds till my face red as this shotgun shell

Like how the fuck am I not dead or at least locked in jail?

On the edge, take my problems drop em on that scale