Suicide is the key

Nothing seems to matter
i lost the urge to live
I've run out of emotions
leaving me with nothing to give

It just doesn't matter
If tonight i chose to fall
it will never matter
cause i have lost my all

With the knife in my hand
The bottle to my lips
its the toxic kiss of the devil
his words engraved into my hips

I shall throw it all away
through the blood and the tears
it washes away the hope
it washes away my fears

All that i have lost
will one day be found
But they will never take it seriously
until my body hits the ground

Death will take over
like every moment before
when i finally let go
they'll find my body on the floor

I'm all hurt inside
cut and bleeding on the out
but no ones seems to notice
or they don't care that i shout

Suicide is the key
to the thoughts in my head
all of them telling me
I'm better of dead

How should i suppress the voices
how can i stop them telling me
that nothing will ever matter
and death will set me free

Maybe the voices will win
maybe they will see me break
that day wont be to far away
I've handled all that i can take.