| I hate myself, i hate my life,
i wanna leave, i wanna die,
i can't deal with all this pain
it's the same thing day after day,
nothing changes it never will
the only way to stop this pain
is with the bullet that lays in my hand.
there's another opinion i can take
i can call my friend and hope she's awake
i don't know what to do i don't know what to say,
i have to say my last good byes and hope that she doesn't cry. | |
