Sick to my fucking stomach
And I've been laying in bed
I can't get up
And all that I feel is dread
Mommy's yelling
Brother's screaming
All I know is when I'm 18
I'm fucking leaving
Got a knife in my backpack
Wounds yet to be seen
Wanna pull out my eye
And I've been laying in bed
I can't get up
And all that I feel is dread
Mommy's yelling
Brother's screaming
All I know is when I'm 18
I'm fucking leaving
Got a knife in my backpack
Wounds yet to be seen
Wanna pull out my eye