Depression is painting me.
My life is so droll.
Memories attack my mind.
They attack my mind.
Memories attack my mind.
They attack my mind.
Beating behind my breaking eyes.
My crying, breaking eyes.
The colors.
They fade to gray.
They fade away.
Memories attack my mind.
They attack my mind.
Depression is calling me.
It's calling me to fade.
The colors.
They fade to gray.
They fade away.
Lightning flashes in the sky.
Blood runs down my arm.
Suicide is calling me.
It's calling me to fade.
The colors.
They fade to gray.
They fade away.
Away.