SUICIDE NOTE

Spent all night thinking 'bout my fucking death I resent all the faults these faults in my head Lead me down to fucking dread The face in the mirror Suicide comes nearer Looking at the sky, tearful eye Am I really 'bout to leave Said no lies, fucking cries But the truth will die with me Split the seams of the dreams Render me so fucking weak Vision bleeds I might die in a couple of weeks, yuh I might die in a couple of weeks, yuh I might die in a couple of weeks, yuh Spent all night thinking 'bout my fucking death I resent all the faults these faults in my head Lead me down to fucking dread The face in the mirror Suicide comes nearer I might die in a couple of weeks, yuh