Head Like Gallows

[Verse] (Mary Mortem)
Got dirt under my fingers nails
And dirt on my face
I’ve been sleeping on the floor
Tired and hungry
But I’ve done it to myself
It’s all complicated
But you can’t even imagine
What life is like
What life is like this way
Cuts on my wrist tears on my face
I can’t stand to live (hold on)
No food inside me
What’s the point of this
What’s the point of living
What’s the point of this
What’s the point of it (hold on)
(Do what they have said)
These pills are hard to swallow so sick
So sick so sick I’m so sick
So sick of everything
These pills are hard to swallow
Higher then Ive ever been
I don’t want to feel a thing
I just want to be okay
These pills, hard to swallow...
These pills, hard to swallow...
These pills, hard to swallow...
Sick and tired of the person
I’ve became
I wish I could take a look at myself
The way I did when I was a kid
I promised myself I wouldn’t do this
Now I’m fucked up and so high
I don’t want to fucking leave my bed
I wish I would never be like this
This person that I had in my head
Had in my head
Had in my head