i'm so tired
sheep are counting me
i've been so exhausted
no more energy
and just maybe someone will sweep me off my feet
i'm so fucking selfish, i'll try harder next week
i'm okay
sadness in my lungs
there are so many people, and i just aint the one
just pretend that you love me
lie to my face
i aint nothin special
easily replaced
i'm so sorry, i cant remember why
i think i should leave, i think i should die
maybe it's not as bad as i tend to think
theres something wrong with my brain
i just need a drink