Divine
Fuck today, fuck tomorrow
Lately this life has been unbearable
Wash my mind so I find a place to be safe
Wash away everything to replace
The thoughts of not knowing what to do with myself
But I can't help feeling like the world is crushing my soul
When I try, I want to escape from this place and only see black for when I die
Suicide is freedom
From this prison cell that I call home
Counting the days
How many screams for help will it take to leave this place?
Give me a sign, suicide hotline
Will it be fucking fine, or have I crossed the line?
How many times have I died?
Never forget that we are all temporary
Fuck today, fuck tomorrow
Lately this life has been unbearable
Wash my mind so I find a place to be safe
Wash away everything to replace
The thoughts of not knowing what to do with myself
But I can't help feeling like the world is crushing my soul
When I try, I want to escape from this place and only see black for when I die
Suicide is freedom
From this prison cell that I call home
Counting the days
Playing innocent
I'm not innocent...
Playing innocent
All the shit that I've done
I'm not innocent
All the shit that I've done
I've got no where to run
A stranger to my own dreams
A stranger to my own dreams
In my dreams I'm smashing my head into the wall
In my dreams I'm smashing my head into the wall
Lately this life has been unbearable
Wash my mind so I find a place to be safe
Wash away everything to replace
The thoughts of not knowing what to do with myself
But I can't help feeling like the world is crushing my soul
When I try, I want to escape from this place and only see black for when I die
Suicide is freedom
From this prison cell that I call home
Counting the days
How many screams for help will it take to leave this place?
Give me a sign, suicide hotline
Will it be fucking fine, or have I crossed the line?
How many times have I died?
Never forget that we are all temporary
Fuck today, fuck tomorrow
Lately this life has been unbearable
Wash my mind so I find a place to be safe
Wash away everything to replace
The thoughts of not knowing what to do with myself
But I can't help feeling like the world is crushing my soul
When I try, I want to escape from this place and only see black for when I die
Suicide is freedom
From this prison cell that I call home
Counting the days
Playing innocent
I'm not innocent...
Playing innocent
All the shit that I've done
I'm not innocent
All the shit that I've done
I've got no where to run
A stranger to my own dreams
A stranger to my own dreams
In my dreams I'm smashing my head into the wall
In my dreams I'm smashing my head into the wall
Credits
Writer(s): Fred Nylist
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