Make It (Suicidal Dreams)

Dreams I die in, they can't phase me Dreams I cry in, they're not changing Its less hurt for you, do my own thing Its less work for you, dig my own grave Yeah, I don't know if I'll make it Yeah, getting tired of the faking Suicidal dreams, my life for the taking Suicidal dreams, my life for the taking Yeah, I just took two pills Hold up, I just cracked two seals Head spinning, ain't no traction on these wheels Okay, okay, yeah, yeah Up two weeks, too high, can't sleep I been in too deep right up shit's creek You can't change me you get what you see Wonder what you'll think when I rest in peace Yeah, all this blood on your hands Dripped from my wrist to the sheets of the bed I dream in color but its always red Visions of dying can't make me upset Dreams I die in, they can't phase me Dreams I cry in, they're not changing Its less hurt for you, do my own thing Its less work for you, dig my own grave Yeah, I don't know if I'll make it Yeah, getting tired of the faking Suicidal dreams, my life for the taking Suicidal dreams, my life for the taking