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