Heart in the Vault

Had cuts on my wrist but not too deep still wanted that pain but not to sleep
My words might fail but music speaks I’m a different breed but still a black sheep
Nah, rid of my curse
Tell me why my head still hurts
Hand on the wheel might turn for the worst so I’ll switch to reverse when I spit this verse
Grown up now and been through some shit
Acknowledged the fact I wasn’t a perfect kid mum was strict
Stick to the script, looking back now I can tell that I’ve slipped.
Why did I treason? Multiple reasons, my mind has weakened surrender my demons
Heart is in pieces, in a bathtub bleeding, and now I’m screaming
Had enough of these drugs
Henny and coke to the brink of my cup
I’m stuck with the ones that I love coz fuck all the cunts that doubt me
You never wanna doubt me
I don’t wanna stress don’t cry
I don’t wanna talk don’t waste my time
I’m sick and tired of all these lies, right?

Sad Australian rap, drill, bass