There’s a voice inside my head
Saying throw it all away
And when I try to sleep
It still has shit to say
If I give in and concede
Then at least it gets its way
Another night of headaches
Make this my final day
Death
Pressure
Days bleed into weeks
Pressure
And still I can barely sleep
Pressure
Inside me is in entity
Pressure
That will be the death of me
Gravity just fucking take me
There’s a voice inside my head
Saying throw it all away
And when I try to sleep
It still has shit to say
If I give in and concede
Then at least it gets its way
Another night of headaches
Make this my final day
I am sick of it
I am sick of it
Open me at my wrists
I can barely take the thought of this
It’s not death that scares me
It’s the loneliness I can’t stand
But I don’t wanna die today anyway
I doubt that I can make it through this
Take it, take it, I don’t wanna take it
But I’m not gonna make it anyway
I’m so sick, so sick of this
There’s a voice inside my head
Saying throw it all away
And when I try to sleep
It still has shit to say
If I give in and concede
Then at least it gets its way
Another night of headaches
Make this my final day
If, I could fucking mute my mind
I, might not have to take my life
I, am a godforsaken man
Without a thought of reprimand