The air is cold - my mouth is dry
Damn, I feel like I want to die
There's a pain in me that I can't dissolve
Based on feelings I can't resolve
I look myself directly in the eye
Tell myself I'll be alright
Here as I speak into this mirror
Reflecting on my thoughts and fears
I could end it all
I could hit the wall
I could make it fall
I could end it all
In the pit of my gut I taste burning pain
An ulcer that eats from my heart to my brain
The world looms over me like a tower
I have now arrived in my darkest hour
There are words I cant get out of mind
Visions I cant seem to leave behind
So messed in my head, can't sleep, can't eat
Can't help but to think I'll never be complete
I could end it all
I could make it fall
I could hit the wall - hit the wall
I could end it all
I squeeze to stop this persistent drip
I taste the blood on my bottom lip
I expect the world to watch when I fall
Engulfed in greed because I want it all