What's the point in living life?
When everything I think is outta' spite
Suicide is corrupting my head
Placing all these thoughts of being dead!
Feeling hollow with my empathy of life
It's all just smoke and mirrors
The walls I built have broken down.
They'll say I was just a kid who always wanted more
I've never been accepted, just been misdirected.
You'll hear me drag the chair
You'll see me with the rope
Shut my door and keep it closed
No one will ever know!
This could be my farewell
I tie the noose around my throat
Now take that final step
I'll breaking my fucking neck!
I am too scared to do it
Leave me alone!
Should I fucking do it?
Just let me die!
I barely reached the surface, forever out of sight.
I am terrified of my own mind
I resent this affliction
Douse my fire and placate this addiction.
All I deserve is a coffin six feet beneath the ground
I hide all my feelings, replaced with a smile
But under that pretence, I've been dead for a while.
credits
from Living Death,
track released May 6, 2016
Music and lyrics written by Miscreant
Co-written, engineered and produced by George Christie
Mixed and mastered by Gabor Toth
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