My Final Sign. (feat. Sleepless Boy)
I think I'm gonna die alone
Baby please pick up the phone
I don't wanna hurt anymore
All goes black as I drop to the floor
Ever since a kid I never fit in
I've acted like I'm happy I'm a misfit
I've given all the signs that I'm not gonna live
And people don't believe I got the balls for this
Getting to the point I'm about to quit
I'm the only name on my own hit list
Imma break my neck just witness
Skip this, slip this, noose on my neck then kick it
I think I'm gonna die alone (I will)
Baby please pick up the phone
I don't wanna hurt anymore
All goes black as I drop to the floor
Killing myself in more ways than suicide
Cyanide, mixed with dry ice, roll a dice
If I get anything but a five, imma die, imma take my life
Imma kill myself and nobody cares
Never did it for attention cuz I was always scared
If people saw the cuts then I would exposed
So I sit in my room with a gun to my throat
Or I just choke with a rope, then i roll dope
Tried to cover pain but I already smoked
They claim that they care when I know that they don't
And that's the saddest thing that everybody knows
Nobody cares until I commit
Imagine me with my wrists all slit
Or crashed inna car laying dead inna ditch
Lemme try to sing with this bullet in my pitch
I think I'm gonna die alone
Baby please pick up the phone
I don't wanna hurt anymore
All goes black as I drop to the...
Floor
Baby please pick up the phone
I don't wanna hurt anymore
All goes black as I drop to the floor
Ever since a kid I never fit in
I've acted like I'm happy I'm a misfit
I've given all the signs that I'm not gonna live
And people don't believe I got the balls for this
Getting to the point I'm about to quit
I'm the only name on my own hit list
Imma break my neck just witness
Skip this, slip this, noose on my neck then kick it
I think I'm gonna die alone (I will)
Baby please pick up the phone
I don't wanna hurt anymore
All goes black as I drop to the floor
Killing myself in more ways than suicide
Cyanide, mixed with dry ice, roll a dice
If I get anything but a five, imma die, imma take my life
Imma kill myself and nobody cares
Never did it for attention cuz I was always scared
If people saw the cuts then I would exposed
So I sit in my room with a gun to my throat
Or I just choke with a rope, then i roll dope
Tried to cover pain but I already smoked
They claim that they care when I know that they don't
And that's the saddest thing that everybody knows
Nobody cares until I commit
Imagine me with my wrists all slit
Or crashed inna car laying dead inna ditch
Lemme try to sing with this bullet in my pitch
I think I'm gonna die alone
Baby please pick up the phone
I don't wanna hurt anymore
All goes black as I drop to the...
Floor
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Alger
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