PURGATXRY (XUTRX)
This is the end of the story
Now I'm caught in purgatory (purgatory)
I'm not scared of death (no, no)
I'm scared of life (yeah)
On the edge of a knife (oh)
Staring down the barrel of a gun
Sounds like so much fun
From my thoughts, I can't run (can't run)
I can't lie, it feels like I'm ready to die
There's a noose I gotta tie (noose I gotta tie)
I've got my 13 reasons why (13 reasons why)
Where's the good in goodbye? (good in goodbye)
You know that depression
It's more than in infection
It's not just an obsession
It's merely a lesson
That's taught through confession
No need for aggression
No loss of possession
I know I'm not enough (not enough)
It feels really rough (really rough)
Man up and act tough (act tough)
All these years wishing I was dead
All these tears I have shed
Wishing someone would fill my head full of lead
(Full of lead, paint the walls red)
Dead inside
Losing my mind
No happiness I can find
Wish I could rewind
Feels like I'm going blind (going blind)
Searching for secondhand suicide (secondhand suicide)
Somebody kill me (somebody kill me)
Nothing is as it should be (as it should be)
I should stay in purgatory (stay in purgatory)
I don't deserve to leave (don't deserve to leave)
It hurts too much to grieve (it hurts)
It feels like I can't breathe
Blessed with a curse
Wish I was in a hearse
You could be a king or a street sweeper
But everybody dances with the grim reaper
It feels like it's my turn now (my turn)
So leave me in purgatory
This is the end of the story (end of the story)
Now I'm caught in purgatory (purgatory)
I'm not scared of death (no, no)
I'm scared of life (yeah)
On the edge of a knife (oh)
Staring down the barrel of a gun
Sounds like so much fun
From my thoughts, I can't run (can't run)
I can't lie, it feels like I'm ready to die
There's a noose I gotta tie (noose I gotta tie)
I've got my 13 reasons why (13 reasons why)
Where's the good in goodbye? (good in goodbye)
You know that depression
It's more than in infection
It's not just an obsession
It's merely a lesson
That's taught through confession
No need for aggression
No loss of possession
I know I'm not enough (not enough)
It feels really rough (really rough)
Man up and act tough (act tough)
All these years wishing I was dead
All these tears I have shed
Wishing someone would fill my head full of lead
(Full of lead, paint the walls red)
Dead inside
Losing my mind
No happiness I can find
Wish I could rewind
Feels like I'm going blind (going blind)
Searching for secondhand suicide (secondhand suicide)
Somebody kill me (somebody kill me)
Nothing is as it should be (as it should be)
I should stay in purgatory (stay in purgatory)
I don't deserve to leave (don't deserve to leave)
It hurts too much to grieve (it hurts)
It feels like I can't breathe
Blessed with a curse
Wish I was in a hearse
You could be a king or a street sweeper
But everybody dances with the grim reaper
It feels like it's my turn now (my turn)
So leave me in purgatory
This is the end of the story (end of the story)
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Writer(s): Taylor Bryan
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