I've got a problem
I need a way out.
I've been depressed as all hell for fucking days now.
I've got a problem
I need a way out.
I've been depressed as all hell for fucking days now.
Fuck, can you get me out alive?
I've got my finger on this trigger, thinking suicide
I can't talk about the damage I've done
So I've locked my feelings in this chamber of a loaded gun.
Help me.
Cause I don't want to die.
But I've put my all inside this slug so I've got to try.
Help me.
Cause I don't want to die.
But I've put my all inside this slug so I've got to try.
So build me up, build me up
But it's never enough
Saw my hopes get higher now I'm shit out of luck
Nowhere left for me, broken down here I'll be
Not a reason to breathe
This is my plea to decease.
I know I have seen this place before it's not my time
How can you be so sure that I'm alright?
When you can't even tell me that you're fine?
Dear Doctor I've doctored this monster inside so properly
That I think that I deserve an Oscar or something to honor me.
Someone to acknowledge me like an author to possibly
Sit down and just talk to me and write my autobiography
I wish that I was someone else.
Burning this image of hell into my memory, screamin
I don't want to be heard, I just want the attention
Where do I turn when my mind focuses on the pain?
A broken record that just won't stop repeating
The same old guarantee that I'll find my next fix
And a moment of peace in between moments of this lack of control
And complete conscious abyss
I just need help
So build me up, build me up
But it's never enough
Saw my hopes get higher now I'm shit out of luck
Nowhere left for me, broken down here I'll be
Not a reason to breathe
This is my plea to decease.