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I can't do this anymore
I've been trying to be batter
But The day I kill myself 
Then maybe your understand me

I can't get this fake happiness 
How long have I've been down here?
How long until someone see me down here?

I can keep writing songs
About me being emotionally vacant
I don't have a pot to piss in
I been feeling like nothing is okay
I hurt myself today I was still numb

I ended the mutilation when 
The knife tickled the vein
I'm so pessimistic now
I used to be so happy nothing could stop me

I can't get this fake happiness 
How long have I've been down here?
How long until someone see me down here?

Can I purchase a gun now
I don't want to go out flashy
Bullet to the brain seems so easy
It's been 11 year without April 4 without Firefly
I'm sorry my demons are louder than normal

I just wish I could find the words 
To make you understand how I actually feel
I've been digging my own grave lately
Might call the suicide hotline
Because nothing is helping anymore

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