fiveofive – 9TAILS

Hidin’ depression in drugs
It’s okay, I kinda like that
Pain is fucking never ending
Maybe I should fucking end it

I am starting to believe
There is something wrong with me
Starved myself ’til I was weak
Drug abuse and skipping sleep

Yeah, I’ll smother all my problems with my lack of calories
I ignore this love and I ignore my friends and family
I have no more energy, why’d you seem so dead to me?
Pop antidepressants on prescription at my pharmacy

I don’t feel my feelings, but I don’t want any therapy
I can’t feel no love, no joy, or no damn ecstasy, ay
All I know is anger, fear, and guilt and bad anxiety
Touch my pain, I’ll open up my wrist and get my blood to bleed

Bruises and cuts
My words are dust
Suffer alone
Suffer at home
Smoke on my own
Warming my bones
Checking my phone
Just for your name

But I’m too busy just drinking with Chase
Blood in my place
Mask made of lace
Hole growing bigger while I am in danger
Depression, it lingers so just pull the trigger

Fuck

505
In the middle of the night
I don’t wanna fucking die
But it seems so right

Put the car into drive
Put my soul by my side
No one here for the ride
But it seems so right

505
I don’t wanna fucking die
And my head’s telling lies
I won’t make it through the night

Yuh, rip on my pipe
Weed smoke in the sky
When did this marijuana start being a lifeline?

I won’t lie, think I’ll love you ’til I die
When we cool at my place
With a blunt to the face

While you sit on my waist
As you stare into space
While I stare at your face
You will never be replaced

505
I don’t wanna fucking die
And my head’s telling lies
I won’t make it through the night

Yuh, rip on my pipe
Weed smoke in the sky
When did this marijuana start being a lifeline?