Hard Times lyrics
by potsu
[Verse]
Cut my wrist from being to sad
I felt pain but I felt real glad
Saw the blood flowing down my hand
Cutted deep like I’m in quick sand
I regret all the sh*t I do
One reason and another one too
Cause I don’t know what the f*ck to do
Who the f*ck do I go up to?
I’m asking them questions
But people keep guessing
If I am just stressing
Bout sh*t that is weird
They text me, they call me and see if I’m fine
I say that I’m happy, I’m actually lying
No one gives a f*ck about a sad lil dude
They care about fighting and whats on the news
The crew that I had is no longer a crew
If everyone leaving, then I guess I should too