The Pills
Everything's spinning,
I cant see straight
Try to Fix me
You're to late.
I swallow 'em down,
The jagged little pills.
I'm Dreaming of suicide,
I'm hoping it kills.
My bodys Numb
My hands are Shaking
My head is Pounding
My soul aching
Here it goes,
My one last breath.
Finally ending this torture,
My soul's laid to rest.
There'll be no more laughter
No more tears
No more Bad dreams
No more fears