it’s four a.m. again

father, forgive me this sin

uncomfortable in this life, yeah

I can’t put down this knife, yeah



I’m carving words in my arms, baby

hey, scars are part of my charm, maybe

I need the touch of a hand

this isn’t what i had planned



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I need relief from this life

I wanna slip away into the night

don’t wanna see the sun again

but can’t get swallowed up by this tragic whirlwind

I wish the ocean was warm

I feel like drowning



I’m losing my faith in me

I can’t remember the last time i felt free

from voices inside my head

when I taste liberation, they just feed me fear instead



you say I’m out of control

at least i still have a soul

no, I don’t need your advice

some compassion would be nice



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I can’t take any more of your pills

they hold my head up

but still it feels so wrong

I can’t believe the price that I’ve paid

for this chemically-induced, perceivably ideal, take-it-with-a-glass-of-water day