Tyler Ellicott - No More Sorrys (Schizo-affective Edition) Lyrics

Yo, this one's for anyone that just, They've given up, but they haven't Given up. You feel me
Here we go, let's get it

What am I gonna do?
Just sit here and bleed?
I already talked to Mom
She's throwing away the keys
I've been down on my knees
God now I really don't believe
Just kill me now please
How many more days will there be Like these?

I'm Schizo affective
Take a look through my perspective
Follow these directives
Tell me what's the incentive?
Welcome to the New Year
That was your last Christmas
I bet homelessness
Didn't make it
To the top of your wishlist

I thought Bipolar was a blessing
In disguise
I got a creative mind
But I'm thinking bout taking my life
But I've already tried three times
The Last time was last night
God Commands the Sick to be well
Man that shit's not right

God I don't want to be homeless
And working is a bitch
I was strong before my mind was Gone
Then something switched
I never thought I'd end up homeless
I never thought I'd quit
I got what I deserved
Man, The Hell with all That Shit