Isn’t It
Juuso Kylvö
[Verse]
Long way from here, might just disappear
4 walls, no calls, let it fall, fuck all
10 pills, chills, ill feels, kill, kill
Die a broken man, living fast
Rot to the core, doing laps on the floor
Eyes always sore, going back for more
Breathing's such a chore, isn't it?
[Refrain] [x2]
There's something wrong I can feel it, enjoying life, but I fear it
Try my best to conceal it, but no one can heal me
