I'd be a lying man if I said that I'm better off living than I would be dead So put the gun to my head Pull the trigger Stain the walls Stain the walls red I'm playing Russian roulette with fate One in six chance to break free from thia pain I'm screaming out Man down, man down This is a war against myself And I'm losing the battle I need help The drugs won't work It's getting worse I'm losing touch with myself I need help Battle stations Not gonna lie things look grim Fires burning and my strength is running thin But there's got to be a way out There's got to be a way to make it I'll trust my faith Oh This is a war against myself And I'm losing the battle I need help The drugs won't work It's getting worse I'm losing touch with myself I need help