Might as well go pop some oxy's
That's an oxycontin
For all the kids who feel unhappy with there f*cking options
For all the kids who fill the glass half empty
And have a guilty conscience
We all some goldfish in a big cup
And It don't really matter if the glass is half empty or half full
We're all f*cked
I understood that from a young age
We all live to die, that's just life
Shit doesn't change
So I figured why not get to the finish line
Cause who am I to be a nuisance
F*ck it Let's just do this
Time for suicide
But then I looked into your eyes
Found a happiness and a content up with my life
A reason to be breathing
And I wanted you to be mine
Don't let go of my hand Im getting better
Tryna f*cking steer but my mind isn't letting
Tryna f*cking feel why I'm crying isn't helping
Now I'm tryna take control, but got that shitty weather
Who needs the f*cking oxys
Yea the oxycoton
You made me realize that the glass is half full
And f*ck the guilty conscience
Life's to short to worry bout the f*cking options
We should be happy that we're breathing
Cause tomorrow's not promised
And that's a promise
You motivated me to keep on
To stay strong
Reminded me that days are
A temporary facade
Fakes things that add up
To nada
All the things I work for
Will add up to Prada
I'd be f*cking dead
If it wasn't for you
So I'm here to say thanks paetyn
My mind's a plane
You learned aviation
Was auto pilot
You manned the stations
You're the reason
I'm okay
You're the reason I'm okay
Yea I'm here to say thanks paetyns
My mind's a boat
I was big spacing
Now the iceberg coming
You manned the stations
You're the reason
I'm okay
I love you