First (written by me)
[Verse 1 part 1]
my knees are bleeding after prays to the God
bullying at the school is continuing
my spirit dont feels alright good
and I'm afraid to say these news to my parents
[Verse 1 part 2]
that's I wanted at life is friends
but I ain't have any sociality
to say first hello to someone, or to help with something
but who needs me? they'll send me to fuck off!
[Bridge 1]
this life is a insane test
and I should to live through normally
but these classmates - they're bastrads!
gimme a rope, I'll hang off.
[Pre-chorus]
Lemme make my voice furious. *clears his throat*
[Chorus 2 times]
my life in insane
i have a socialphobia
i'll say 'goodbye' to this ugly world
no one will listen this speech anymore
[Verse 2 part 1]
what about subjects, for example 'social science'
i hate this not by the name, but by the lesson itself
it's no wonder the teacher is rattling off summary
started writing the term - next slide. my bad!
[Verse 2 part 2]
another satan's bro is school psychologist
he calls me whatever he wants
he doesn't eliminate bullying, listens to bullies
i hope he gets fired tomorrow
[Bridge 2]
this life is a insane test
and I should to live through normally
but these teachers are bastards!
gimme a rope, I'll hang off.
[Chorus 2 times]
my life in insane
i have a socialphobia
i'll say 'goodbye' to this ugly world
no one will listen this speech anymore
[Verse 3, poem before the end]
that's all, i'ma tired.
everything was tried.
my enduring was gone.
Lemme me to show my one. masterpiece.
[Chorus melody without any vox]
Second (written by GPT)
[Verse 1 Part 1]
Blood on my knees, I pray in silence,
School's a battleground, a cruel defiance.
My soul's in chains, I can't feel free,
Scared to tell my parents — how can it be?
[Verse 1 Part 2]
I dreamed of friends, but they're nowhere near,
Socializing's a ghost, just shadows and fear.
To say "hello" feels like stepping in fire,
Who needs me? Just send me to the pyre!
[Bridge 1]
This life’s a twisted test,
I must get through, like all the rest.
But classmates are bastards, real and vile,
Give me a rope; I’ll end this trial.
[Chorus]
My life in insane,
Social phobia’s my wicked spell.
I’ll say "goodbye" to this wretched place,
No one will hear my scream — it’s erased.
[Verse 2 Part 1]
What are these subjects? Social studies, too!
Hate these lessons; they’re torture, it’s true.
Teacher drones on like an old record's spin,
Writing this term — I didn't finish it!
[Verse 2 Part 2]
School psychologist — an asshole in disguise,
Calls me names, no shame in his eyes.
Doesn’t fight bullying; listens to the cruel,
Hope they fire him — that would be cool!
[Bridge 2]
This life’s a twisted test,
I must get through, like all the rest.
But teachers are bastards, real and vile,
Give me a rope; I’ll end this trial.
[Chorus]
My life in insane,
Social phobia’s my wicked spell.
I’ll say "goodbye" to this wretched place,
No one will hear my scream — it’s erased.
[Verse 3, Pre-Final]
That's all, i'ma tired.
Everything was tried.
My enduring was gone.
Lemme show my one. Masterpiece.
[Chorus without vocals]
