I'm a piece of shit I smoke weed to deal wit my problems 2 more years irl b der when the cops come Irl b locked up My story is a body melt Thoughts of using my belt to choke myself I'm gettin counselling for my addiction Of goin at my wrists Bloods drippin I'm trippin I wish he was gone I wish he was ded That's wha I said Used to hate him Hated him for puttin me in the right direction My counsellin is for my correction I'm second guessin if this is life I want to live Hiding my arms and wrists so I don't get nicked I'm suffering, suffering from the inside my mind I'm physically blind to the people who are there rain or shine This guilt of mine It builds up I can't take it that's enough Irl say my byes and save a seat for my men up in the skies I'm in disguise, incognito Brother the fact is that I'm severely depressed Am adressed as young man who's got a shit experience But u don't know half of it Nah no ye don't know half of it Am I gone or am I here I've been invisible for the past 15 years What do u fear I have no phobics U won't notice when I'm gone But I carry on I carry on living My lasts words are unforgiving But if I can survive this terrible demise Where the government pull curtains over our eyes Then why can't you Light 2 big fat doobs lay back and say fuck u.