Drowning -

It’s four a.m. again

Father, forgive me this sin

Uncomfortable in this life, yeah

I can’t put down this knife, yeah

I’m carving words in my arms, baby

Hey, scars are part of my charm, maybe

I need the touch of a hand

This isn’t what i had planned

I need relief from this life

I wanna slip away into the night

Don’t wanna see the sun again

But can’t get swallowed up by this tragic whirlwind

I wish the ocean was warm

I feel like drowning

I’m losing my faith in me

I can’t remember the last time i felt free

From voices inside my head

When I taste liberation, they just feed me fear instead

You say I’m out of control

At least i still have a soul

No, I don’t need your advice

Some compassion would be nice

I can’t take any more of your pills

They hold my head up

But still it feels so wrong

I can’t believe the price that I’ve paid

For this chemically-induced, perceivably ideal, take-it-with-a-glass-of-water

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