Hey, I've lost every fucking thing close to me, even her memory
still haunts me to this day. And when I got drugs I did them all
I made a call for an escape, so I'd never have to see your face,
I hope you die with karma by your side.

Just know when it rains, that it will truly pour. Take my advice
kid: "Be careful what you wish for." I'm coming to terms that I'm
better off dead, people wouldn't care so its left unsaid.
The last thing you'd wanna be is me, on the verge of a forgotten
casualty.

No Home, No Friends, No Family. I'm losing everything. I can't
stare up to a God that never stares back at me. What should I do?
I've got nothing left to lose.

These have been the hardest years I've ever faced through. Just
to feel my pulse each day, Its like a curse that I'm still awake.
So I beg permission, since I don't believe in Heaven: "May I
please just go hang myself from the tallest tree? Today?"

Ever get that funny feeling that you'll die alone someday? Ever
love someone so much but it all goes to waste? And my eyes, There
like waterworks, enough to fill the Atlantic. Because all I
was left with was these Roses in my Backpack.

And I just write music, to help me deal with life. These words
will be reminders of why I'm still alive. And I no longer give a
fuck about what other people want.

These have been the hardest years I've ever faced through. Just
to feel my pulse each day, Its like a curse that I'm still awake.
So I beg permission, since I don't believe in Heaven: "May I
please just go hang myself from the tallest tree? Today?"

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