Buckle under the weight of my soul Succumb to things that I can't control Falling apart slowly at the seams Deaf ears are listening to my screams Everything seems to have lost its feel Losing grip of what I thought was real Can't remember when I felt alive This feeling is so damn hard to describe No matter how fucking hard I try I feel dead inside where I lie Awake at night trapped in my own head Grab the gun and prepare for the end ♪ It took me decades but now I see That the world has nothing left that it can offer me I beg for death I need to find my peace I take my last breath I envy the deceased Grab the pistol from my dresser drawer Tears are falling I get on the floor Make sure that I locked the bedroom door Note that says I can't take any more Shake as my hand slowly feels the steel Thoughts of how my family will feel Know that I have so much left to do Thoughts of perspective are coming through Lay the pistol down at my side Tired of finding ways I can hide Deciding now I don't want to run Someday I swear I will see the sun! I won't let it take me I won't let it take me I won't let it take me I won't let it take me (I won't let it take me) I won't let it take me (I won't let it take me) I won't let it take me (I won't let it take me) I won't let it take me...