Coffin Rock Songtext
In school I was a neuro-divergent retarded
I'm walking out of class, panic attacks I would vomit
I thought that I was fat so I would resort to starving
And once I got my own room I started the carving
Calling my mom and saying that I might off it
My family hear these lyrics and think I'm out of pocket
But I don't think they get it, that I struggled so often
Bring me my coffin, I'm ready, I want in
Bring me my coffin, I'm ready, I want in
I'm walking out of class, panic attacks I would vomit
I thought that I was fat so I would resort to starving
And once I got my own room I started the carving
Calling my mom and saying that I might off it
My family hear these lyrics and think I'm out of pocket
But I don't think they get it, that I struggled so often
Bring me my coffin, I'm ready, I want in
Bring me my coffin, I'm ready, I want in
Fuck out of my business, I won't answer any phone calls
I don't wanna witness how my life could really go wrong
Left so many girls in the past and watched them ho on
That is when I realized that I don't really own them
I'm eating cereal out of my hands 'cause I don't own a bowl
I would still love her if she hated me, that shit's adorable
I need her more than before
In school I was a neuro-divergent retarded
I'm walking out of class, panic attacks I would vomit
I thought that I was fat so I would resort to starving
And once I got my own room I started the carving
Calling my mom and saying that I might off it
My family hear these lyrics and think I'm out of pocket
But I don't think they get it, that I struggled so often
Bring me my coffin, I'm ready, I want in
Bring me my coffin, I'm ready, I want in
I don't wanna witness how my life could really go wrong
Left so many girls in the past and watched them ho on
That is when I realized that I don't really own them
I'm eating cereal out of my hands 'cause I don't own a bowl
I would still love her if she hated me, that shit's adorable
I need her more than before
In school I was a neuro-divergent retarded
I'm walking out of class, panic attacks I would vomit
I thought that I was fat so I would resort to starving
And once I got my own room I started the carving
Calling my mom and saying that I might off it
My family hear these lyrics and think I'm out of pocket
But I don't think they get it, that I struggled so often
Bring me my coffin, I'm ready, I want in
Bring me my coffin, I'm ready, I want in