I'd give

My all

My sweat my blood

For a second chance lord

They say my

Mistakes make

Me who i am but i don't wanna be me no more

Where's my lawyer

I ain't sign up this shit

Pencil in Gods hand why he ain't erase all this shit

Crash in a writers block

I can't write no more

I can't lie no more

I can't hide no more

Don't feel alive no more

Oh lord

Only open up behind closed doors

Maybe i am not as real as i thought

What to do with all this pills that i bought

Whens the last night that i was sober

Muscle cramp from all this dream chasing

Everytime i sleep i see satan

If I'm going to hell anyways then

The question is why i keep waiting

Had my back to the rope

Took my back off the rope

Wrapped the rope around my neck

Father its my time to go

Look at a mirror then i cried

Came off the stool and smiled

I know I'm the fucking shit

And I'm Grateful that I'm still alive

You might not know this

You so full of wonder and I'm so thankful

Cos you don't judge me for all I've done

I am grateful

So grateful

We don't say it often

Why do we appreciate people only when they lay in coffins

You been part of my journey, you sharing my pain and I pray endorphins..

..will be secreted when you need em and you bleeding and needing a person..

..to keep your head up, I promise I'll never let you stare at the floor

We sharing the sickness, we sharing the cure

You carry my burden i'm carrying yours

You saved me. I might have used them pills

You made see that even though life might be too shady, a brighter future still..

..is possible if i'm given hope

I mean I could choose to steal... cos a **** broke

Depression and pressure, I consider coke

Sometimes.. I wanna OD

You come and hold me.. and say we die together and we need a bigger hole..

..and I already gave the grave digger doe..

...so.. whatever

People promise and leave and i'm sick of the vows

You never promise but you sticking around

I know people I've known for decades but never really knew em, I knew we would be quicker to click from the click of a mouse

Home is.. where the heart is, many times, mine been kicked from the house

Every time I roam, poor me

But you always have a home for me..

..and I never said it that i'm debted. I'm sorry