Sometimes its hard to pick up all the broken pieces
Sometimes i feel as though I'll never have a meaning
Would you cry tonight
If i committed suicide
And left you nothing but these words
That you could coincide
Coincidentally deaths creeping in my thoughts lately
Maybe it was meant to be
I feel im going crazy
Theres no way to end to pain like they say it is
Becoming number by the second as I'm writing this
Tell my momma that im sorry
That im suicidal
Hope my brother didn't see me as his f*cking idol
Tell my friends it wasn't there fault
I didn't stay
Fighting demons
And their winning every f*cking day
Man it feels like theres a noose around my neck
Gettin tighter by the sec
Got some things that i regret
But i will not neglect
This right here
This right here
Im sorry