My Death

Locked up my heart With a key to the chest Wanna hang on the rope And take my last breath My soul done sunk To a negative depth Only way to solve this Is off with my death Put me in a coffin Buried six feet Alone in my casket Countin the sheep Did it all on my own You'll never hear me weep Been disregarded I am the black sheep Askin why i wanna die Callin my mind weak My hearts been beaten Peace im seekin Depression made its way Through my mind It must have sneaked in Breakin my heart And i think it stopped beating Wrist filled with scars With the damage im dealin Cut down my wrist N the blood start seepin You know there's no drug That'll do for the healin Not enough liquor For my brain to stop bleedin Started one cut Now everyday its repeatin My heart and soul arguin Just like they competing Hard drugs gettin fucked Up on the weekends To escape this pain Buried deep inside my brain Yea we do it for the pain Do you think that im insane Blade marks on my wrist Reachin to the fucking vein