every thought is a battle every breath is a war and I don't think I'm winning anymore. I can't fight I don't got the strength one more thought of an action, I wanna take action might be the end I'm losing it all my mind so twisted, but not sickening I'm over it everybody so full of it thinkin' you know my life but lets trade shoes hopefully mine fits yours right this is a curse and a gift I'm gifted right, alright well tonight maybe the end if every arrival dead on arrival prounouce you doa when the dark of life hits you theres no light don't call it paradise pair of dice roll mine twice choking on ice oh nice I don't like this beat honestly I don't know why every feels this its too weak