Can't run from it
Always a step behind
The worst is I'm trapped
In my own mind

The end is near
I can't keep trying
Stop asking if I'm okay
I'm tired of lying

My fake smile is getting heavy
Eyes can't hold back
My mind has won
Tired of living in the Black

Going to the motions
It's almost time to quit
Most fear death
But others pray for it
I guess I'm one of those who pray