Another one taken down The bottle’s about empty The bottle shouldn’t be empty I just got it today.. But these pills should’ve killed me today Why am I awake? Is God shielding me from my grave? I’ve already carved my name and the date But my soul won’t succumb to the power of self-hate Just great. Now I’m stuck in this body Without anybody Look at me, I’m just a nobody Without any hobbies of meaning Or purpose to change the world I wanna talk to a girl, but they constantly think I’m scheming I lied to my ex about feelings I wasn’t feeling I’m a pathological liar still wanting you to believe me I love you, you believe me? Of course not Plunge the scythe in my chest, watch my corpse rot Figuratively of course, I’m still alive To my surprise, can’t count how many times I could’ve died In my terms, should’ve died My wrist resembles cracks on the sidewalk Carnal are my thoughts Such a ticking time bomb Thank god for my mom Otherwise, I’d be just another guy Solidifying no significant presence in this present time But I’m rambling, enough confessin’ Please leave now I need to take these anti-depressants