Taste Of Tears
Can somebody tell me how I'm still standing
I really went to war with some ill phantoms
Suicide's a lil more than a lil tantrum
The devil took my soul for a real ransom
I was sick and twisted
Made a noose out my dad's gym equipment
Climbing the ladder I was hanging myself
Hating myself, day by day fading to hell
I don't think I deserved all the pain
But I still felt it all, and it burns all the same
The last three years seen the bravest of smiles
'Cause I was self harming where I played as a child
I hate how I desecrated my playground
In suicide I was never aching to make sounds
Friends said I was seeking attention
Like of course I was, I was deep in depression
Grieving my friendships, pieces I'm left with
Put them all together while the demons are testing
I used to hang 'til my lips went numb and blue
No god, I don't know who I'm running to
My wrist cried, reminiscing on me cutting through
I kept a thousand secrets only summer knew
I attempted every day for two weeks straight
I don't know how I made it through these days
I don't know why I had to go through it all
I was screaming out to god "Don't do it lord"
And I don't know if I should be here
I taste suicide when I weep tears
I really went to war with some ill phantoms
Suicide's a lil more than a lil tantrum
The devil took my soul for a real ransom
I was sick and twisted
Made a noose out my dad's gym equipment
Climbing the ladder I was hanging myself
Hating myself, day by day fading to hell
I don't think I deserved all the pain
But I still felt it all, and it burns all the same
The last three years seen the bravest of smiles
'Cause I was self harming where I played as a child
I hate how I desecrated my playground
In suicide I was never aching to make sounds
Friends said I was seeking attention
Like of course I was, I was deep in depression
Grieving my friendships, pieces I'm left with
Put them all together while the demons are testing
I used to hang 'til my lips went numb and blue
No god, I don't know who I'm running to
My wrist cried, reminiscing on me cutting through
I kept a thousand secrets only summer knew
I attempted every day for two weeks straight
I don't know how I made it through these days
I don't know why I had to go through it all
I was screaming out to god "Don't do it lord"
And I don't know if I should be here
I taste suicide when I weep tears
Credits
Writer(s): Gianluca Di Benedetto Santoro, Noah Hill, Ryan Van Elten, Thomas Benjamin Peter Gordon-crosby
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