Wanted to kill myself today
So i sat down and planned a way
But nothing caught my eye
Drowning sucks and bullets hurt
What if i hung off my sweatshirt
Or i could shoot up and get high
But man my lucks so fucking tragic
I already see god laughing
Not quite dead, not quite alive
But there enough to know im fine
The icu is way too cold
But no one hears me anymore
So all i do is talk to god
Kill me please just kill me
My day to day consists of me
Trying to soothe my attitude
Im not ungrateful im unhappy
Im not angry i feel at ease
Take my pills and go to sleep
Make my money on repeat
The playlist, streams and things
Theyll never makе you feel complete
Wanted to kill mysеlf today
So i sat down and planned a way
But nothing caught my eye
Drowning sucks and bullets hurt
What if i hung off my sweatshirt
Or i could shoot up and get high
