Shaking down...so tired and alone
Afraid to stand but I got to run
Calm the voices in my mind
They're screaming at a fever pitch
It's the strangest kind of high
The laughter and the screams
The ones telling me to die
Somewhere up there's a whisper
Calling me out tonight
It wants to feel anything and it wants to be let out
I'm trapped inside this feeling
And hell's holding a ball inside my chest
I feel my heart within my head
My stomach in my throat
The palms are cold and sweaty
And I just began to choke
I'm losing grip on reality
Just make them go away
I wanna fly so fucking far away
Drown myself in pain
Who's the one that's screaming for suicide?
Which one is having fun?
Which little tiny voice is bickering
With which hateful, spiteful one?
