My Left Wrist.

I been feeling reckless I took off my necklace You would think I had a death wish If you ever saw my left wrist I been living reckless Trying to find heaven You would wonder when my death is If you ever saw my left wrist If you ever saw my left wrist Looking it at it make me sick My own skin cut and bruised Look I've been playing tic-tac-toe on my wrist Bumps and holes on my skin From my explosivest fits I punch my wall until the hole get Broken and bent I'm so close to the end No one worried Feel like my friends are condoning the shit Wonder how I'm posed to live When death is the plan And heavens the goal A degenerate man Cleaning my self up Sick of the smell of blood Metal and soap I feel tethered and roped To this heaven sent soul Dream of the day Where I'm dead in a hole Sometimes I can't wait to die I been feeling reckless I took off my necklace You would think I had a death wish If you ever saw my left wrist I been living reckless Trying to find heaven You would wonder when my death is If you ever saw my left wrist I been feeling reckless I took off my necklace You would think I had a death wish If you ever saw my left wrist If you ever saw my left wrist Cuts on my arms Emotions on a page Then a song For chump change I can't wait to see my demons for sale I see no reason to give you a reason I hope that reasoning's well There's still people for sale Dreaming of leaving this hell I guess my preacher has failed Some church lady screamin' bout salvation I guess she'll meet me in hell My wrist is bleeding and frail I cut too deep And now I'm leaving a trail Of blood from my room to the sink I think I cut too deep All these bumps and cuts Touching my arm feel like reading in braille I think this album will be posthumous I been feeling reckless I took off my necklace You would think I had a death wish If you ever saw my left wrist I been living reckless Trying to find heaven You would wonder when my death is If you ever saw my left wrist If you ever saw my left wrist I been living reckless Trying to find heaven You would wonder when my death is If you ever saw my left wrist Rock star lifestyle might not make it All my arms scars just started fadin' Life's way too hard not to replace 'em Look in the mirror feel hatred Loving u is complicated It's fucked up but my favorite Part is washing off Somehow it's like my problems is gone Somewhere lost in them cuts Was where my issues lie Washing it off in the shower My blood turns the water this pinkish color I love you Why'd we have to leave each other Lied about my new bitch I don't think I love her Maybe I just need to trust her That's not likely Today I cut my skin until the white meat Only feel better when I bleed One cut for Every night you're not beside me One cut for Every night I feel like dying One cut for Every time I stop trying One cut for Every time Toxic masculinity stops me from crying A plethora of bars about how I don't like weed But now that's the only time I like me The man in the mirror He doesn't like me I been feeling reckless I took off my necklace You would think I had a death wish If you ever saw my left wrist I been living reckless Trying to find heaven You would wonder when my death is If you ever saw my left wrist I been living reckless Trying to find heaven You would wonder when my death is If you ever saw my left wrist This a song to perpetuate the fact That all teenagers get sad And to introduce the fact That black men do crack Got so much pressure on my back I don't know how to be sad So I bottle up my past And now all I am is mad This for all the kings in fact But especially the one's that's black I got your back If no one else does I got your back If no one else does If no one else does