Misery

I just wanna die to my own thoughts of misery
Bullet through my head to cause a fatal injury
I just wanna die to my own thoughts of misery
It’s just harder to run away when there all over me
I just wanna die to my own thoughts of misery
Bullet through my head to cause a fatal injury
I just wanna die to my own thoughts of misery
It’s just harder to run away when there all over me

Hundred band big plaques I don’t care no more
If i killed myself would anybody care at all

Fucking sick and tired of waiting for my demise
I see all of you judging me with those bags under your eyes
I get more stress then any of you could ever comprehend
I’m hoping soon that the reaper will lead me to the end

Pain the room with my blood like disastrous Dom
Feels like god could crush me with the gold of his palm

God if I killed my self would you be on the other side
I guess you created the reaper to be afterlife’s tour guide
I just wanna know when you die it has some value to it
But until I reach my limit I’ll never stop actually I won’t quit
Rise to the occasion cause if you don’t you’ll have regrets
You’ll be looking back on shit and realise you made no progress
I’m a mess
I’m obsessed
I’m always depressed
My old feelings towards you I wish I could have expressed

Ya

Hundred band big plaques I don’t care no more
If i killed myself would anybody care at all

I just wanna die to my own thoughts of misery
Bullet through my head to cause a fatal injury
I just wanna die to my own thoughts of misery
It’s just harder to run away when there all over me
I just wanna die to my own thoughts of misery
Bullet through my head to cause a fatal injury
I just wanna die to my own thoughts of misery
It’s just harder to run away when there all over me