Make Up Your Mind

[Intro: The Green Mile]
I'm sorry for what I am
Please boss
Don't put that thing up on my face
Don't put me in the dark
I'm afraid of the dark

[Verse 1: SUIXIDAL]
Figured out a way to end it all without a knife
Blood running down my leg or brutally murdered in a fight
Death was always alive and a life will always be dead
Give it 30, 60, maybe even 90 years
Then I’m on a death bed
Contemplating dying before dying my hair
Time was wasted living a dream before a despair
Afraid of myself, and my thoughts, and my mind, and my next suicidal intentions
Holding it in from the people was the technical cause of my lesson

[Hook]
And now that I am sober I can think about my problems
And now that I am sober I can think about my problems
And now that I am sober I can think about my problems
And now that life is over I can drink away my problems

[Verse 2]
Fuck it up and fuck it down and fuck it all around, (all around)
Resuscitate my soul and let it hit the fucking ground, (fucking ground)
My looks, my personality it’s all a mistake, (all a mistake)
My anger locked inside is gonna cause a fucking earthquake, (earthquake)
Find me on the edge of Eiffel Tower let it shower (let it shower) bodies raining from the skies I swear it’s suicidal hours, (suicidal hours)
Corpses piling, flying upwards til’ the heavens out of order, (order)
Trapped between a mystery of self-hatred and torture (torture)

[Outro: The Green Mile]
Alright, John