I try to talk to the man upstairs But he just doesn't listen to my prayers. I down so many beers Because nobody actually cares. Drenched in tears I know there's nothing left besides my fears. 'Causing more demons to appear Making the atmosphere Heavy. Making it harder to breathe, I know soon everyone will leave, Giving depression an option to overachieve Without even asking me, please. Save me from my own thoughts Before I rot. I once thought, "I matter," but I guess not. This is for the ones who fought. One last tie to this knot, you are my weak spot…