I don’t want to be here any more
Beyond the physical the ethereal
The here and now the beyond.
You don’t know the pain
That drives someone insane
A sip of wine numbs the pain
It doesn’t matter.
How much noise I make
No one hears me
Let me die
No more lies
Or the tries
Let me die
No more lies
Or the tries
Fuck the truth what else could be in store
Life and death is just the scrape of the eternal.
But what do you want me to do
What else can I gain
Not looking in my brain
The liquor makes it quicker
Eases the chatter
Of my old mistakes
No one feels me
Let me die
No more lies
Or the tries
Let me die
No more lies
Or the tries
The willingness to no longer be here
Consumes me, envelops me.
If you feel that way call
Eight hundred two seven three eighty two fifty five
The drugs make me numb to it
Makes thinking vacant
An empty thought of life
No one knows me
Let me die
No more lies
Or the tries
Let me die
No more lies
Or the tries
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