Trials & Tribulations Video (MV)

Gun to my head i should be dead (dead, dead dead)
Mix up my meds i love em too death
Look at this mess im covered in red
Pills with the liquor its stuck on my breathe
I wanna die yea i confess
Is that ok i could care less
My own damn mind weary for rest
It be my own my mind that wants my own death

Walk a thin line im just prayin for rest
Traveled so far from out east to far west
Fighting my demons my mind is a mess
Im losing this battle who couldnt of guessed

Mask on my face
My feelings i will displace
When i die ill leave no trace
Cant find a person if there is no case

In the purgatory of my own mind
Abuse chemicals so that i will feel fine
Scratching and crawling swore that i would die
Living in hell just waiting in line for my time
When i finally die when the people i care for wont even go cry
I scream that im alright bitch im not fine
Im trapped in the darkness where there is no light

I give up i dont want to fight
Im given it all the sun never shines
Despair im always in night
The terrow of slumber it finally rise
Set my soul free fly up the sky
Is it my time is my life mine
Why are these thoughts still stuck in my mind
Why do i wake up prayin i died
One day ill finally cross the line

Gun to my head i should be dead (dead, dead dead)
Mix up my meds i love em too death
Look at this mess im covered in red
Pills with the liquor its stuck on my breathe
I wanna die yea i confess
Is that ok i could care less
My own damn mind weary for rest
It be my own my mind that wants my own death