Enslaved

Voices, voices, voices in my head Advocating, terrorizing Keep me wishing I was dead Cutting at tendons to relieve some tension I called for death but she wouldn't listen Dreamt for the day that all was absolution But hope is dead and no God's obligation Breathe the addiction, began self destruction I live the shitty life that I was destined Dreamt for the day that all was brought to perfection But God is dead and no one's obligation I'm not perfect (perfect) And I'm not worth it (worth it) So you can leave me here to die And move on with your own life Staring down a barrel of a 12 gauge shot gun Contemplating on pulling the trigger for fun Put a bullet through my head, painting these fucking walls red Hoping I'd grow the nerve to end it all someday I don't want to breathe, no I don't want to sleep I don't want to do any-fucking-thing Then yell and shout about my suicidal intentions Hoping someday, someone would give a shit and pay attention Everyday I'm reminded of The fuck up I am And at this point. I want to slit my throat and watch the blood drain out Voices, voices, voices in my head Voices, voices, voices in my head Wishing I was, wishing I was, wishing I was dead Wishing I was, wishing I was, wishing I was dead I wish I was dead I'm not perfect (perfect) And I'm not worth it (worth it) So you can leave me here to die And move on with your own life Leave me here to die Leave me