Prada Coffin

[Verse 1] Lost inside my thoughts I just might hit the fucking bottom I ain't got hope left in my heart I just might hit the fuckin bottle It's just me and all I got is me That is all I need In the middle of the bed I see the reaper in my dreams Every day is a god damn struggle Fuck it Anything to help me? Nothing. Nothing! Tossing and turning my stomach is churning I call out to god but I'm better off burning I wish I could end it I wish I could end it I'm hanging on by a thread lets not pretend that I'm fine Nah I'm losing my god damn mind Yeah I'm losing my god damn mind [Verse 2] Can't run from it Can't escape it Every day's a waste If I don't make it out alive I hope you know I fucking tried Look at my eyes At my eyes Feelin' like a ghost in the middle of the night Darkened skies Darkened times Okay now can I feel alright NO The witches call my name They try to lead me to the fire Hear their whispers Moon has risen Overlooks the crooked spires Oh so dark in the city Walk around I'm dizzy Paranoid with every step I take Tried to gun it from the snakes Got a dark soul with a pale face And my nails drag through the mud On my knees DONE So this is the part of my life Every night Edge of the knife It feels like its going inside of my sides My vision is stricken with different conditions I'm scared to death of death I don't wanna die But I feel like every day I'm getting closer to demise I'm scared to close my eyes Breathin' deep I'm three feet to the depths Yeah I really need some rest All this up and down I really need to ease my chest My heart sinks into a cold tomb My room More like a morgue I can't take it anymore Find me on the floor