Only 25 years old, a life of anxiety I am having trouble coping with today's society Living life on the edge, would you please help me cope? The edge of life is near, will you please tie the rope?
Someone please fucking help me! Life is but a cold fucking wasteland All day, every day…I will never be free Life is so dull, so old, so bland
It's been 18 fucking months since I've killed a man I sit through the day, if I can go out, with constantly thinking of killing again Some of my best fucking friends have been killed by my fucking side I randomly want to strangle people and torture them so they can feel my pain
Fucking agony Screaming fucking agony There's no fucking cure! There's no fucking cure! Each day is a battle Each day is a battle The illness is real
My mind is full of horrors that no nightmare nor horror movie can come close to I've picked up the fucking pieces to my friend's brains and skull after he killed himself in Afghanistan.
A mind is a cage in a locked room with no filter for the fucking pain
There isn't a medicine known to dull the horrors in my mind I am haunted from day to night No help, No cure The illness is realTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
