That urge so bad, so strong
To take that pain, and glide it down my arm
That want, that need, of harm
A want so intense but it feels so wrong
I know its not gonna help
But thats the only way out of hell
I know I could die
Because thats the intention
I feel numb
I feel already dead
And when I stand up
I feel a pain in my head
Im all alone
But Im surrounded by people
They just dont get me
Id just rather not talk
Theres nothing wrong
I dont need to talk
No one cares about what I have to say anyway
So even if I said one word, Id just be letting myself get hurt you see
I have an addiction
I have a serious problem
I need medication
Something else to solve it
I need help
But Im far from it
Cuz Im going to hell
If I dont stop this
