Wanted to kill myself today So i sat down and planned a way But nothing caught my eye
Drowning sucks and bullets hurt What if i hung off my sweatshirt Or i could shoot up and get high
But man my lucks so fucking tragic I already see god laughing Not quite dead, not quite alive But there enough to know im fine
The icu is way too cold But no one hears me anymore So all i do is talk to god Kill me please just kill me
My day to day consists of me Trying to soothe my attitude Im not ungrateful im unhappy Im not angry i feel at ease Take my pills and go to sleep Make my money on repeat The playlist, streams and things Theyll never makе you feel complete
Wanted to kill mysеlf today So i sat down and planned a way But nothing caught my eye
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