Voices, voices, voices in my head
Advocating, terrorizing
Keep me wishing I was dead
Cutting at tendons to relieve some tension
I called for death but she wouldn't listen
Dreamt for the day that all was absolution
But hope is dead and no God's obligation
Breathe the addiction, began self destruction
I live the shitty life that I was destined
Dreamt for the day that all was brought to perfection
But God is dead and no one's obligation
I'm not perfect (perfect)
And I'm not worth it (worth it)
So you can leave me here to die
And move on with your own life
Staring down a barrel of a 12 gauge shot gun
Contemplating on pulling the trigger for fun
Put a bullet through my head, painting these fucking walls red
Hoping I'd grow the nerve to end it all someday
I don't want to breathe, no I don't want to sleep
I don't want to do any-fucking-thing
Then yell and shout about my suicidal intentions
Hoping someday, someone would give a shit and pay attention
Everyday I'm reminded of
The fuck up I am
And at this point.
I want to slit my throat and watch the blood drain out
Voices, voices, voices in my head
Voices, voices, voices in my head
Wishing I was, wishing I was, wishing I was dead
Wishing I was, wishing I was, wishing I was dead
I wish I was dead
I'm not perfect (perfect)
And I'm not worth it (worth it)
So you can leave me here to die
And move on with your own life
Leave me here to die
Leave me