​look at me ​​thrown

[Verse 1]
Ayy, I'm either numb or in pain
Emotionally overwhelmed or just an empty shell
Worried by scenarios I make up myself
Not quite insane, but I think I might be getting there

[Hook]
I ain't calling for help, just let me fucking complain, look at me
I ain't calling for help, just let me fucking complain, look at me

[Verse 2]
Try to reflect to get my head straight
But sometimes a thought can be all it takes
To let all the negativity out
And have it pave the way
For all the thoughts and things kept deep within
What should I do, what if I can't, what if I fail?
Oh, not again, might be rеpeating myself
But I can't emphasizе enough how much I hate this
Focusing on all the wrong shit
Like, what if I died, would I be missed?
The slightest inconvenience makes it hard to exist

[Hook]
I ain't calling for help, just let me fucking complain, look at me