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[Intro]

[Hook 1]
I hurt myself again
I walk the line that’s on my wrist
The clock hits 5 AM
Why do we have these arguments
My dad thinks I'm a joke, but someday I'll convince him
That I do it all for him, everything I ever did
Goes unappreciated, if I was gone don't think they'd care
I'll take my life forsake it, the seams of love begin to tear
And fuck my imagery, I think my shit is all cliche
And fuck this industry, I'm gonna take it all the way

[Verse]
И чтобы ты сгорела
Не разговаривай со мной
И это мое дело
Не хочу знать как, что с тобой
И если ты поняла
Тогда иди не возвращайся
Иди не возвращайся
Иди не возвращай...
I got depression like I got a mission to win
Labels came knockin', ain't lettin' 'em in
I got the sound that they want
But they ain't got half of the shit that I got in the bin
I go so hard that these metal, emo, pop punk, lames be sayin' that I'm copyin'
But to my face actin like we friends, I'm already bigger than they’ve ever been
Or they’ll ever be, now they wanna talk ends with me
Yall my mothafuckin' enemies
Where was you when I was in the streets gettin' jumped and beat
I'ma make billions, playin' shows try to save spirits
I'm a villain, but I hate the wicked, I'ma god fightin' thru sickness
Yuh
I want a universal tour
Every show a million people
That's a hundred million souls
That's a hundred million equals
That's a hundred million fists
With a hundred million families
With a hundred million stories
I just hope I make them happy

[Hook 2]
I hurt myself again
I walk the line that’s on my wrist
The clock hits 5 AM
Why do we have these arguments
My dad thinks I'm a joke, but someday I'll convince him
That I do it all for him, everything I ever did
Goes unappreciated, if I was gone don't think they'd care
I'll take my life forsake it, the seams of love begin to tear
And I'm not happy no
I think its time to let it go
I feel it slip away
They’ll find me face down on the floor

Correct I Hurt Myself Again Lyrics