everyday, i'm getting older
i feel less alive
and the days are getting colder
even in the summertime
ghosts upon my shoulder
i can't hear what they say
i have so much potential
i feel nothing but pain

nothing matters now
my world is upside down
i just want to give up
i'm already know i'm ******

pushing through it all
what's even the point?
it's a long tunnel
and nothing's at the end
nothing but death
take away my breath
because i barely breathe
i'm just a waste

all i want
is a release
the after life
a little taste