somedays im depressed put a knife though my chest i hate this cant take anymore just smoke more you will heal stand tall on your heels dont look back just keep moving im still breathing broken heart we fell apart im trying to sort out my life from the start got vpices saying roll the dice think twice about lifeI used to fly high liveing life now im on my backside doubting life how could be my soul is closing up on me slowly loosing hope some days I cope I think about family they need me got voices saying no they don't want me I have two choices let this evil win or I fight within keep it real always a fake smile feel like times I need a bottle of whiskey some days i wish of doing something risky my head ticking im ready to beat him defeat him wanna kill him i cant sleep at night hes keeping up i see him peeping within me i need some light so I can be liveing life to the five Iev try to drive to the light but the gap is to tight my head overloaded with crap my head gose round and round think I need help but they will put on meds before I know it ill be in a mental bed I'm being tor from both sides i just cant decide iev got suicid thouths that taught me haunt me trying to take me away some day im gonna pay my soul hang nucse im trying to cut it loose praying someday ill be free