"thinkin" by 44 Jay

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I walk through these lies
A damn symbol to die
You think I love my life
Its filled with grief and f***ing strife
I have to beg or choose
Live or put my head through a noose
When you hear the dark voices
You don't have any f***ing choices
Living my life with no purpose
Think about all the things that drive me insane
I'd give it all away I'm in a state of decay
All I hear is voices in my head
Tellin me that i'd be better off dead
I keep head hanging low filled with dread
Go ahead take my life there's nothing else to be said
BI*CH

I keep thinking of a darkend room
I can't seem to find an exit wound
So right here is where it ends
Who wants to help me put an end
(2x)

You think I'm giving up
Maybe because my lifes in a rut
No one here gives a f***
Then f*** you to slut
I try to get by
Little at a time
Its hard to try
when you just assume die
These voices ar evil
But I guess I'm there weezel
Come running at the snap so they can burn me with diesel

I keep thinking of a darkened room
I can't seem to find an exit wound
So right here is where it ends
Who wants to help me put an end
(2x)

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