Pseudo Suicidal

You seem to desperately cry for help
Claiming that all the world's pain you've felt
But in a hopeless attempt, some pills fell your way
The quota wasn't enough, you still haven't gained hell

Don't come screaming to me with those knees
Lightly scarred while you still breathe
Oh! The calamity of your lonely life
Next time try a real fucking knife

This world infested by this race
Incapable of recognizing their face
Unable to overcome adversities
Pseudo Suicidal, with no calamities

Get the fuck out of my face
Or I'll take care of it myself
While your drowning face withing my hands
Screaming cries for one last breath

Concerned again? But you're facing the walls
If you don't understand you don't have the balls
If you don't feel alive then it all falls
Nothing else for you here...
The Devil now calls!



Credits
Writer(s): Nacho Escobar, Néstor Morales, Daniel Solano, Jeyson Hodgson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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