I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep
But I can't, but I can't when you all have
Guns for hands yeah--"guns for hands" twenty one pilots
you wonder what you're worth, if it's worth the fight
you're plagued by these suicidal thoughts late at night
put the metal to your skull
stick a needle in your eye
every night you cross your heart
every night you hope to die
you need to go to sleep, but you don't want to go to bed
you're kept awake for days by all these voices in your head
you know where they lead, and you don't want to be led
to where you'll start to think that you'd be better off dead
put the metal to your skull
stick a needle in your eye
every night you cross your heart
every night you hope to die
to you it'd be easier to pull the steering wheel
than to sit down and tell me how you really feel
but i'm here for you, i'll listen, help if i can
all you have to do is take me by the hand
don't take your life, don't take your life
don't turn to the blade and cut your skin with that knife
i'm here for you, i'll listen, help if i can
all you have to do is take me by the hand
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BURN (Wattys2015?)
Poetry"Poetry...is thoughts that breathe and words that burn."--Thomas Gray "Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash." --Leonard Cohen Poems on the tough stuff in life. Poems on the crazy good stuff in li...