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wish (demo) - keze lyrics

[intro]
check 1, check 1, check 1, check 1, check 1
check 2, check 2, check 2, check 2, check 2
how many hours do i got left?
check 3, check 3, check 3, check 3, check 3
check 4, check 4, check 4, check 4, check 4

[verse]
how many hours do i got left?
how many days do i got left?
how many weeks do i got left?
how many months do i got left?
how many years do i got left?
looking at the clock feels like theft
counting down the days ’til my own death
i wish i didn’t live with my own mess
i wish all my homies a good life ’cause i don’t really know if i can live with mine
all i really do is waste my time
breaking down everywhere, feeling like crying
will i be forced to give up?
i don’t really wanna give up
but will i f*ck around and ruin my life?
locked in the bathroom at work just crying
’cause i’m a nut for the music, uh, but i’m really scared to lose it
i can hear my voice giving out, what the f*ck is that about?
uh, tears falling
i hear my f*cking father calling
[?]
yeah, i’m just balling
my eyes red from the f*cking tears
it’s been so long, [?]
i just took some pills and i feel weird
give the wheel to my higher being just to steer
i know this song is a little messy
and a little disjointed, trust me
i just can’t keep going on like this
just gotta get my thoughts on some paper and sh*t
how do i contain my all jealousy when all i see in the mirror is a freak?
my outlook on life been looking real bleak
i’m losing my hair, i’m losing my t**th
i’m losing my voice, i’m losing my speak, uh
i’m losing all my interest in being the best
take a sharp dagger, dig it into my chest
don’t worry about the blood, i’ll clean up the mess
i wish i could tell my friends how i really feel
i wish i didn’t have to worry about the food in my meals
i wish i didn’t weigh the weight that i do
i wish i could explore other avenues
i feel like i’m stuck in the same box
someone threw away the key and [?] up the lock
clawing out for any sort of purpose
is this the reason i was put on this earth?
uh, i wish i didn’t have to feel any sh*t
i wish i didn’t have to bleed in this b*tch
i wish i wasn’t making all these f*cking videos to get a few cl!cks
uh, put a gun to my head, make it go cl!ck
head full of lead, empty out the f*cking clip
not even my ego can save me now
blood pooling out my head, my ears ringing out
every thought i had leaking out my head
every memory, i put ’em on the bed
sometimes the writing’s on the wall
in this case, it’s in blue ink
in the book of trees that fall
no one can help me, not even a shrink
keze, tell me how you really feel, f*ck
[interlude]
be gracious to me, oh lord
for i am in distress
my eye is wasted from grief
my soul and my body also
for my life is spent with sorrow
and my years with sighing
my strength fails
because of my iniquity
and my bones waste away

[outro]
please, please take me home
i don’t wanna be all, all alone (i don’t wanna [?])
please, please take me home
i don’t wanna be all, all alone (i’m afraid i’ll hurt myself, [?])
please just take me
home
i don’t wanna be alone (i don’t wanna [?])
please just take me home (i’m afraid i’ll hurt myself, [?])
home
home
home
why me?
why?
why?
why?
why?
why?
why?
why?
why?
why?

- keze lyrics

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