Rot.

[Verse 1] I live in the hell I've made And I'm starting to think I'll take this pain to the grave And I can only toss and turn so fucking much Until it's the gun to my teeth and I feel free giving up I've tried to help every one around me Instead I crossed all the fucking boundaries I'm better off as a nameless grave Maybe under dirt, I won't be so afraid Or maybe I'll be gasping for air Maybe I'll finally see if anyone fucking cares I'm better off now than I ever was Don't help me now cause I'm already gone [Verse 2] Stuck in a rut Immortal in my sorrow But I'm shit out of luck Dreading the seconds 'till tomorrow My flesh is shedding I'm finally ready Cut it out, cut it out I'm finally resting [Outro] Why humans feel so guilty? Why does everyone's actions hurts so bad? Why [?] capable of happiness? Why would you [?] From guilty From guilty From guilty From guilty From guilty From guilty From guilty From guilty