Текст песни Just Stop Being Sad(I'm So High on Life) - prettysureimdead

Bitch I'm motherfucking blessed
Blessed I got distance to that ex
Blessed that I just dropped some X
Blessed, bitch I'm blessed
Blessed that I prolly be the next
Do I mean the blow up, glow up
Or do I mean death?
Better questions next
Am I really blessed?
Nobody do see my stress
I still do flex
Ain't no sex
Absorbing them toxins
Plenty knives in my back
Fuck that
Nothings left
Still I'm standing
Psychosis in my eyes
I'm fly
Claim that all you pussies whack

Wish sometimes shit would be how it used to be
Back in the times when all we knew was sippin' booze and smoking weed
Now it's poppin' chems and trips on LSD
Turn introverted
Helen Keller type shit
Won't listen, won't speak

I don't want the beef but got the angus
Let no other snitch cross my line
I won't be the one who's anxious
I got a hole in my chest
But a roof over my head
Bitch, I'm blessed
Am I blessed?
I'm the god of loneliness
G, I got too much stress
There's nothing I can do to ease this mess
I never rest
Don't know my purpose
It feels like a noose around my neck
So you finna' get the message
Yea that shit would be a blessing
Workin on shit til I fucking d-i-e
Run this shit all by myself
There ain't no help
Just wanna rest
Watch Netflix
Smoke some weed
Know there ain't no help
I'm getting faded all alone
I'm always by myself

Yea I'm always by myself
Downward spiral
I can't see no help
Yea I'm always by myself
Downward spiral
I can't see no help