פריקה של אמצע הלילה פליז תיכנסו

It's harder than I thought
Everything is getting worse
I can't handle it
I want just to quit
If life took my stars
And I left in the dark
So now I cannot see
How to raise my lil abilities

Because
When I try my hardest to climb higher
I snatch a blow that drowns me deeper
Just remain hanged out in the air
Tell me I will can instead of taking me downstairs
When will this mental abuse be over?
Every holding only raises my fever
Don't have the strength to play the game
Can't even remember what's my name

איך להתגבר על הרגשות שכתבתי בשיר הזה? זו הייתה כתיבה אינטואיטיבית שעשיתי לפני כמה דקות, אני מרגיש נוראי פשוט נורא