lying on the cold hard ground in a cold dark room in a pool of my own blood i can barely move
someone picks me up and i'm on a stool hanging by a thread around my neck's a noose
i'm taking my own life but i'm not if they kick it out from under me i'll be gone
it's not loose but not tight just terrible terrible
the spotlight is on me people are watching watching me suffer what are they doing
i have no control i can't make decisions it's all up to them i'm stuck in a prison
i clench my eyes shut and let out a silent scream i'm praying to God hoping that it's just a dream
it's not loose but not tight just terrible terrible
they have no mercy i'm not sorry everything is gone and so am i
i feel like i have no control. i can't do anything and if i even move, something terrible will happen, and everything will just disappear. maybe even me.