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