The Reaper

Midnight Somebody help I'm stuck in my head I don't want to be here I'd be better off dead Just screaming inside without making a sound Just rip out my heart and put me into just rip out my heart And put me back in the fucking ground My friend death is an impatient man Just waiting and praying for the day that I finally snap I don't want to know when it happens But honestly, it could have already happened Fighting the voices with internal bloodshed Facing the fears that have taken control of my head Somebody help I'm stuck in my head I don't want to be here I'd be better off dead Just screaming inside without making a sound Just rip out my heart and put me in the fucking ground Just rip out my heart and put me in the fucking.. Save me from my Superficial Suicide Don't let It consume me Death is only The beginning of the end My friend death, he's as crazy as me Watching the clock while I'm rotting away Projecting my judgements and bad energy Life is always hiding A dead personality And I'll never be free Until they finally hear me Silence has way of being deafening To those to are not used to listening Listen to me Somebody help I'm stuck in my head I don't want to be here I'd be better off dead Just screaming inside without making a sound Just rip out my heart and put me in the fucking ground Somebody help I'm stuck in my head I don't want to be here I'd be better off dead Just screaming inside without making a sound Just rip out my heart and put me in the ground