Pray.
What the f*ck is wrong with me?
I walked through the pits of hell.
I have no God,
I have no one to pray to.
Why can't I let this go?
It's all my f*cking fault.
Black stains on my broken soul.
You see my weaknesses,
I see your flaws.
And I'm so sick of it all.
The burden in me,
The burden in me.
The broken soul bleeds empty.
These empty eyes see the unseen.
I'm at the end of the rope and it's tightening.
I'm at the end of the rope and it's tightening.
Why can't you see the fact I'm dead already.
All of this in my head,
pray to God,
pray for death.
I can't run it's what I am,
a bast*rd child not a man.
All I'm asking,
please can you take me away, death?
Please death,
take me away.
Please death, please death.
Please death, please death.
Please death, please death.
Please death.