You're gonna be sorry bitch boy Layed up in my bed and I don't feel right You might Think that I'm okay but I'm this way all night Just try All we care about is shit that's not real Lost feelings and now I spend days (?) I can't stop doing it I can't stop you either All these drugs up in my blood I feel like I'm losing it Now I'm just puking it This pain is permanent They said I would never get better And I'm proving it And I close my eyes and wonder If I died right now here in my slumber Would they even care? In a couple years when you hear my name Can you feel all of my fears? Popping pills Tell me why I keep em tucked And if none of this is real then why do I still give a fuck All these numbers on your screen That could be gone with just one touch No this doesn't mean a thing besides that I'm not giving up Layed up in my bed and I don't feel right You might Think that I'm okay but I'm this way all night Just try All we care about is shit that's not real Lost feelings and now I spend days (?) Layed up in my bed and I don't feel right Think that I'm okay but I'm this way all night All I care about is shit that's not real Left me broken down with all these damn pills