I can't deal with all this love sh*t
I once tried to kill myself what of it
When I reached the top of the building
My wrist had already been spilling
I was left fainted
Left that roof painted
Woke up in an insane asylum
They told me my brain defied them
Filled with spite
All I do is write
Till my hand bleeds and cripples
I stop and watch as the blood tickles
Scars conceal
The emotions I feel
Ironically I pray to god that something is real
