dying

oh i think i'm dying

i will

oh i think i'm dying

i wish i was all around

oh i think i'm dying

i'm gonna keep it real

whatcha know about takin' pills

poppin' these xan-

panic attacks

losin' my mind

feel like i'm dyin'

ha

i can't believe what i'm sayin'

you thinkin' i'm playin'

i'm diggin' my grave right now

i'm crazy

you'd probably kill yourself

if you knew the shit that i was thinkin' about

ha ha

how can i breathe

cuttin' my sleeve

i'm watchin' it bleed

maybe that will take the pain away

no more rainy days

you talkin' to me?

just let me be

i need some sleep

why you think i cut so deep?

you'll never see what's underneath

please i need some peace

i'm gonna keep it real

i'm gonna speak how i feel

when i'm drivin' feel like swearvin' the wheel

right and a left

you think that i'm playin'

i'm treatin' every song

i'm writtin' my will

yeah

this one right here's for everyone out there that's like me battle depression

been to hell and back and i can tell that i go back and just can't learn my lesson

coutin' my blessin's but suck at the math

so every blessin' i keep cuttin' in half

so all of my problems keep addin' up

while my solutions keep cuttin' in half

yeah

yeah

yeah

know that they hate me

they say that they love me

don't call me crazy but i need the company

so fuck with me though

yeah

oh i think i'm dying

i will

oh i think i'm dying

i wish i was all around

oh i think i'm dying

i'm gonna keep it a mil

last year i made a million

still it ain't change how i feel

still fuckin' with the same bottle of pills

went from my brothers basement to a house with no payments

and dealin' with fuckers that i wanna kill

i gotta chill

i don't know how

i wish you could feel

what i'm talkin' about

i'm all by myself

talkin' out loud

no one can help

i feel like i'm drowin'

ha ha

shit is so cold

i'm losin' control

i'm losin' my soul

but i know i never sold it

no

devil must have stole it

yeah

and that motherfucker is gonna have to deal with me

if i go to hell i'm takin' over

i'm gonna keep it a secret

i ain't gon' tell nobody about these thoughts that are creepin' into my mind

so you think that i'm fine

you think i'm cryin' wolf when i say that i'm dyin'

ah

i ain't gon' tell nobody that i'm scared of keepin' guns in the house

i ain't gon' tell nobody that i actually put guns in my mouth

fuck you know about

russian roulette with a loaded gun

handle of vodka and still ain't drunk

i cannot tell nobody that i'm suicidal

no i just keep it bottled up

bottle of pills are the razor play

cross my heart hope to die

jump in

no i'm not fuckin' playin'

thinkin' it's just a game 'til i blow out my fuckin' brains

oh i think i'm dying

i will

oh i think i'm dying

i wish i was all around

oh i think i'm dying