Hym for me (fast forward a little if judging)

use to have something to prove. now I'm stuck in this room. sipping this 100 proof with nothing to lose. don't wanna move. depression is my regular mood feel like I use to be a regular dude. use to have a choice in this life it's like today I don't get to choose fork was in the road then the knife came cut concise told me what way to go. here I am smoking glass bowls tokin hash talking bout bogus ass hoes with my invisible bros skitzo paranoia has me in a sinking boat jumped ship just so I could float alone at sea asked for God mecry said no devil said you got to go. in purgatory. feel like I'm Constantine cuz I'm constantly trying to exercise these demons in my story. feeling like jumping off floors I'm talking 4 stories. bury me beneath the quarry. don't even gotta write hym for me don't need sympathy don't need a symphony to play this sad song just let the silence take over and carry on.