I'm not sure why

But I kinda wanna die

It's probably my head

Convincing me that I'm better off dead

I try to be perfect

But it's just turned me into this addict

Unable to keep my mind in control

Only one thing in mind, only one goal

Keep up the facade

But I can't forget the thought that gnawed

It kept digging its way in

That I'm just a has-been

But really I wasn't there at the start

With one barely beating heart

I just wish that I could go

Or get my head off death's row

My mind's in the gutter

It says, sorry did I stutter?

Just die already and leave us be

But when did I stop being me?

When did I start to believe

In things my head deceived