Dead By Thirty

...phone ringing... phone ringing...

"Hey... I know you probably won't answer.

I just wanted to hear your voice again.

You always said people leave when it gets hard...

I hope you're eating... sleeping... something.

I still think about you sometimes."

I don't need nobody askin' if I'm doin' fine,

I've been losin' parts of me a little every night,

Everybody fake now, love just comes with lies,

True love died young, now it lives online.

Used to chase hearts, now I'm focused on myself,

Got stabbed in the back, now my trust sit on a shelf,

Everybody leaves when your soul need help,

So I learned real fast how to heal by myself.

Late nights, cold floors, starin' at the rain,

Everybody says forever till forever starts to change,

Honestly... if I'm dead by thirty, that's okay,

Spent my whole damn life carryin' pain.

Fuck the population, everybody too numb,

Everybody wants love till the hard times come,

Love don't feel sacred, hearts come undone,

People say forever then they leave when it's rough.

So I stay alone now, safer in the silence,

Money over fake love, peace over violence,

Hope everyone from my past doin good...

Just not better than me, if I'm bein' honest.

I don't hate nobody, hate what this became,

Everybody switchin' for attention and fame,

Conversations dead, everybody playin' games,

Nowadays loyalty don't mean a thing.

Phone full of ghosts and abandoned texts,

People say "I love you" then they leave you stressed,

Now I isolate myself and grind for a check,

Broken heart still beating inside my damaged chest.

Every smile fake, every flex rehearsed,

Everybody scared to tell the truth first,

So we hide our pain inside drugs and shirts,

Then wonder why the whole damn world's cursed.

Sometimes I still hear your voice in my head,

Sometimes I reread old messages in bed,

Actin' healed outside while emotionally dead,

Tryna outrun memories I never really left.

I don't want revenge, I just wanted closure,

Pain made me colder, world made me older,

Broken boys make songs while they slowly fold up,

Still standin' somehow with my heart on my shoulders.

If I finally make it, don't pretend you knew the pain,

Half the people switched up when my skies turned gray,

Now I write these songs just hopin' someone relates,

'Cause damaged hearts understand what damaged hearts say.

Maybe peace exists when nobody calls my phone,

I got tired of bleedin' for people who never stayed home.

Now it's just me, these scars, and these songs alone,

Watchin' old memories fade while my heart turns cold.

Late nights, dark roads, still tryna heal my soul,

Still hear your name sometimes when the room gets low.

Guess some wounds don't close, they just slowly grow.