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Oh I think I'm dying I will [?] Oh I think I'm dying I wish I was all around Oh I think I'm dying I'm gonna keep it real, whatcha know about takin' pills Poppin' these xan-, panic attacks Losin' my mind, feel like I'm dyin', ha I can't believe what I'm sayin' You thinkin' I'm playin', I'm diggin' my grave right now I'm crazy, you'd probably kill yourself If you knew the shit that I was thinkin' about, ha ha How can I breathe, cuttin' my sleeve I'm watchin' it bleed Maybe that will take the pain away No more rainy days You talkin' to me? Just let me be, I need some sleep Why you think I cut so deep? You'll never see what's underneath Please I need some peace I'm gonna keep it real, I'm gonna speak how I feel When I'm drivin' feel like swearvin' the wheel Right and a left, you think that I'm playin' Letras de cancionesI'm treatin' every song, I'm writtin' my will, yeah This one right here's for everyone out there that's like me battle depression Been to hell and back and I can tell that I go back and just can't learn my lesson Coutin' my blessin's but suck at the math So every blessin' I keep cuttin' in half So all of my problems keep addin' up While my solutions keep cuttin' in half, yeah, yeah, yeah Know that they hate me, they say that they love me Don't call me crazy but I need the company So fuck with me though, yeah Oh I think I'm dying I will [?] Oh I think I'm dying I wish I was all around Oh I think I'm dying I'm gonna keep it a mil, last year I made a million Still it ain't change how I feel Still fuckin' with the same bottle of pills Went from my brothers basement to a house with no payments And dealin' with fuckers that I wanna kill I gotta chill, I don't know how I wish you could feel, what I'm talkin' about I'm all by myself, talkin' out loud No one can help, I feel like I'm drowin', ha ha Shit is so cold, I'm losin' control I'm losin' my soul, but I know I never sold it, no Devil must have stole it, yeah And that motherfucker is gonna have to deal with me If I go to hell I'm takin' over I'm gonna keep it a secret, I ain't gon' tell nobody about these thoughts that are creepin' into my mind So you think that I'm fine You think I'm cryin' wolf when I say that I'm dyin', ah I ain't gon' tell nobody that I'm scared of keepin' guns in the house I ain't gon' tell nobody that I actually put guns in my mouth Fuck you know about Russian roulette with a loaded gun Handle of vodka and still ain't drunk I cannot tell nobody that I'm suicidal, no I just keep it bottled up Bottle of pills are the [?] razor play, [?] Cross my heart hope to die, jump in [?] No I'm not fuckin' playin', [?] Thinkin' it's just a game 'til I blow out my fuckin' brains Oh I think I'm dying I will [?] Oh I think I'm dying I wish I was all around Oh I think I'm dying From Letras Mania