Trying to End it
I keep a tally on my wrist
Of all the times I've done this
But you won't ever see
What's been done to me
I set my own high score
My depressive hard-core
See how far I can go
But I'm the only one to know
I don't want to be
I want to be free
From all this pain
Everyday's the same
Screaming in my head
No rest when I'm in bed
Pressure in my chest
Always feeling depressed
Can't stay in
Can't go out
What is this all about?
Can we sort it out?
Cut it out
Put it down
You can bring this around
You can bring this around