I'm so fucking heatednI can see my breathnsearching for patiencenI've got none leftnthe streets so coldnstill I'm boiling redneverythings explodingninside my headnmy lungs are collapsingngasping for airnlooking for helpnbut theres no one therendon't know if Incan make it this timenI'm alone I'm enragednI'm just trying to survivenwhy cant I everncalm the fuck downnwhy do I hateneverything around menfor no reasonnI just get so fucking pissednworked up over shit I shouldn't have to deal withnrage is what drives menthis shit is a factnwhy should I love a world that won't love me backnpissing on everything in my viewnI can only name a fewnwhy should I love a world that won't love me backnwhy should I love a world that won't acknowledge menI don't beleive in anything at allnexcept my hatenbecause it's the only thing with me every fucking day