Sitting in my room with nothing but a
Dull knife and some weed
No one to bet there
And no one to share
All these feelings about ending me
Watch the blood run
At this point its fun
Seeing my mind fall away from me
It's not like I care
Or even wanna be here
When its not even easy to breathe
Sitting in my room with nothing but a
Sharp knife and some weed
Suicidal ideation takes a hold
And starts to shake me
What's the point of going on
If every day's exactly the same
The only thing I can control
Is the release I get from cutting pains
Push away all of my friends
Because I know this is my end
At this point there's no saving me
All I see is gray
Living day to day
A mindless death turned soul to stray
Sitting in my room with nothing but a
Sharp knife and some weed
Suicidal ideation takes a hold
And starts to shake me
What's the point of going on
If every day's exactly the same
The only thing I can control
Is the release I get from cutting pains
Push away all of my friends
Because I know this is my end
At this point there's no saving me
All I see is gray
Living day to day
A mindless death turned soul to stray