[Verse]

I'm tired of this shit it's gettin to my brain you make it seem like I'm fakin all of this pain ; want a hand out bitch you insane

Bitch you fucking insane

Breaking the chain killin my self Cobain

I'm the dark prophet running this bitch , the dark prophet says you better stay wit the slit of wrist call it Slixx he's nothing but a little fake bitch

Run gun man

I wanna be done

My words are just numb ouu there so fucking numb

No one can understand how I feel no one knows how much I wanna kill , oh my god he better chill , bitch I'm about to fucking kill

Break me out I'm locked in my own fucking jail no room for bail I just know I'm Trapped In my own fairy tale

So I gotta run it up , fuck it up cut it up they sayin I'm about to level up

Well I better buckle up cause I'm driving down the cliff wit no seat belt high way to hell

[Verse2]

Runnin from my problems like its double duck goose

Suicidal faggot tie the fucking noose

I feel it tighten and my body gets loose

Bitch how about you give me a mothafuckin boost

I have nothing to lose

I hate my mind I'm a waste of fucking time so why should I try to waste my time to get money when I'm just gonna die ?

Don't give a fuck I know I cry I know I say it's a lie well I gotta abide by these words

" fuck my life , fuck the earth" it's so broken , my words have been enough spoken

How long before I am woken from the dead , still triple six in my head

I've been taken , for granted ,I'm in panic

My body shakin

My mind is aching

Heart is breaking

And I'm yelling save me Satan