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Nobody feels worse than I do
The last two years were like a cursed revival
Professional help is just a working title
It’s like I try to be a better person despite you
My issues are like a versatile cycle
Depression turns into verses I write through
In the mirror I can see him smirking behind you
There are so many things I want to murder inside you!
I’m sorry to Carley
I’m sorry to Aubree
I’m sorry always
Shit I’m sorry to Kaylee and Marley
Sa------ -----ine
How I feel for you can only happen in dreams
Nicole you’re my soulmate I’m sure only
You and I could understand what that means
Haven’t performed in so long
I forgot what it feels like to do live appearances
When Beau moved to Maryland
I guess I stopped caring then
Struggles and carelessness
Coupled with embarrassment
Preparing to spend the rest of my life
Alone while I am watching my marriage end
So many regrets
Wanting to be dead
John, could you explain how you felt when she left?
FUCK
“Daddy, where’s mommy going?”
No where Ophie
Let’s hop in the car and head to
Steve Carlton’s Halloween party, it would be nice if we showed up
Great party
There’s Aubree
I feel like I want to be dead probly
Melissa won’t talk to me
Fuck it I’m out of here where are my car keys
Better believe me damn it
If my daughter was not in the backseat
I would have swerved my Buick Lucerne
Into oncoming traffic and crashed it
Spent about a year as a madman
Off the deep end doing hand-stands
Barely feeling alive is a bad trend
Nothing but empty beer cans in the trash bin
Wondering should I get back with her (no let her go)
What are you crazy man? (don’t let her go)
Should we be apart or (together no)
Then she let me know that she’s better alone
(hahaha) well okay
You should hear all the thoughts that I don’t say
Am I walking up a hill both ways
With broke legs, on a snowday?
John, I don’t mean to sound like NF
But you must have no brain
Look at everything you have to lose you could throw away
Wondering when I’ll finally get to a grown age (Buenos noches)
I’m trying to sleep, tell Satan to (go away)
He can wear what he wants (I’ll forever decay)
Dunno hi wrote this song anyway
Been away mentally essentially for a century
My, well-being has run away
When demons come to play, let’s get this surgery underway (undele!)
Me and Ophie, don’t mess with us today
Take all my frustrations, suffocate, do not resuscitate
I’m just the guy that you don’t really know
who annoys you but you kind of love to hate
I’m just the guy who’s only into pleasing himself
When I think of your mother’s face
A kid who
In middle school listened to kill you
And at 30 I still do
Ask the class of ’07 I never was real cool
These lyrics, are my, guts
And to you and the paper I spill to
And you know I always return
But for now
Until soon

Mugs get hit
Die when I spit
I be sniping jokers like I got a 30.06

This is the way I am
This is the way I’ve been
And I refuse to change for bad or ever fabricate to fans
From this day on
Things won’t be the same
I aim to please
And I’m pleased to aim
Bang

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from Professional Help (2018), released December 5, 2018

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