One Step Away

My mind's full of empty thoughts and mixed emotions I need something more to fill these doses Watching as I play wit kill me potions But nobody wanna help until we hopeless Ya don't get tired but ya punching out like time clocks Leaving ya fam to put ya in a pine box Now ya colder than someone wearing nine socks Cuz there's nowhere to run and nowhere to hide fox Ya let get rich or die trying go to heart So the doctor writes D.O.A. on ya chart Dead or alive wasn't in the cards for the guard The date of appointment is right now in the graveyard The grim reaper rides shotgun of hearses No funeral home but I'm at ya service I know opening up makes ya a bit nervous Cuz I know how ya feel but are ya not worthless As days go by and life moves on Ya search for a new place to respawn Tryna figure out where things went wrong But nothing compares to being gone Something's gotta give, am I right? I'm getting closer to reaching the light Losing all of my strength and all my might One step away from calling it a night Getting rid of the voices is so appetizing Looking in a mirror constantly chastising Doing street pharmaceutical enterprising Falling into a trance of subliminal advertising The writings on the wall wit hidden messages Staring at the ceiling off laboratory medicines Wit more spilt personalities than seven tens That's serving multiple lifetime sentences Smiles mask the truth behind the face One step away from falling from grace Wit my head in the clouds floating in space Everywhere that I go I feel out of place So many nights I would feel hurt and cry There were days that I'd rather surf the sky Ya don't need to be a bird to learn to fly I can't choose to be born but can choose to die As days go by and life moves on Ya search for a new place to respawn Tryna figure out where things went wrong But nothing compares to being gone Something's gotta give, am I right? I'm getting closer to reaching the light Losing all of my strength and all my might One step away from calling it a night Why tip toe thru life to arrive safely at death? The first step leads to taking ya final breath Feeling green from the rat race wit Seth Or an OD from using a new meth I've lost complete control and all power The once sweet smell stales and turns sour While the voices in my head start to devour Till I'm demolished, living my final hour My conscience begins yelling and hollering And my brain starts violently tottering As I sit in silence I'm pondering Different solutions wit better outcomes but my mind's wandering It's equivalent to sitting in an electric chair While figuring out that life will never be fair Wit my rampant thoughts going everywhere And if I'm gone would anyone even care?