The texts he’s sending me
Are hard to see
Are hard to read
He changes easily
I’m tired trying to flee
Trying to leave
I’m not his “thing”
And I don’t try to be

Hell is just an another name for something to drag me even deeper
I don’t wanna lose it all but I must have freedom until I’m even weaker
Will there ever be the time to change the rules of the game that I signed for?
Being somebody’s whore

Destructing myself is a way
It’s a person I chose to be
A sober-hoe life of mine
Is painful to see
And it’s gonna take a while
A while to let the smile
On his selfish face
Be erased! A reminder not to mess with me, I’m done!

The texts he’s sending me
Are hard to see
Are hard for me
To take them doubtlessly
I’m tired trying to seek
Trying to heed
And hear him speak
I’ll die in misery

Hell is just an another name for something to drag me even deeper
I don’t wanna lose it all but I must have freedom until I’m even weaker
Will there ever be the time to change the rules of the game that I signed for?
Being somebody’s whore

Once I overcome my fears
My soul will not be his!

Destructing myself is a way
It’s a person I chose to be
A sober-hoe life of mine
Is painful to see
And it’s gonna take a while
A while to let the smile
On his selfish face
Be erased! A reminder not to mess with me, I’m done!