Mental Health

Why do I feel so empty inside
Why is satisfaction always hard to find
Do I have a heart do I have a mind
One more shot of whisky have me having thoughts of suicide
Demons in my head bring me back to life
I can't run or hide
Greetings from the torture chamber come inside
I might have to form a cult
Grab a trench coat grab a 12 Guage to the nearest school shoot up folks
Cause these times are so difficult
Slave to the heartbreak put me on a boat
And I keep keeping the hope
But I keep on keeping the rope in my bedroom just in case me and the sadness cannot cope

I'm in need of some
I'm in need of some

I yah
I yah

I am so mentally pitiful I keep thinking that the visions of my death would be so beautiful
My asexuality keeps my mind in a state of emergency
Got me constantly making trips to the pharmacy
Can you imagine you and me imagine how magical and beautiful it could be but it will never be me
My mind is so twisted it's making me really really unhappy I think I need help to save me from me insanity
Will this be the end of me

I'm in need of some
I'm in need of some

I yah
I yah

I'm in need of some
I'm in need of some