im so cold from the overdose i don't know if im really here anymore just sit back and listen to my :-story its crazy woke up one day everything was great it snowed outside me the lady and the grand kids played but all day in my head i thought about how i was going to get high before i went to bed little did i know i would end up dead my baby left me bc she was so damn scared when i woke up i didnt even know i died but when i looked in her eyes i could see that she was tired q pack i dropped my head in disbelief i was even sick of me me being a drug addict got the best of me now the old me can rest in peace still don't know if im really here cause when I talk its like people cant hear me i hate to say it i know I sound silly but right now im standing at the edge of a building looking up there is no ceiling asking God what happened to me why i aint got no feelings something inside keeps telling me to jump but something keeps saying what about your children if i hurt them then i would be the villain and if i break there hearts aint i the killer cause when im gone who //the, fucks going to healem if people don't need mending then you cant mend them