I've locked myself up in my room... waiting for the end
jus' sittin' here pondering my certain doom... emotions tryin' to fend
I can't think straight... I jus' sit her and cry...
It hurts deep inside... I jus' sit her wantin' to die...
I feel worse knowing this is a case of baseless depression...
It's a curse walking around carrying this faceless expression...
I never did fit in right... Now I cry & cry & cut my wrist at night...
Everyone trying to tell me it'll be okay... This is the last light...
I'm going crazy inside in my brain my mind has unwinded...
My emotions are dull now... no way to fulfill them this time...
I open up the closet door... I can't find that something more...
My heart mind and soul is tore... Inside my body is a war...
I pick up this gun hun and it'll be done in four with this revolver...
Steel to my temple, solution simple... Pull it and let blood trickle.. Problem solver...