I Wrote This While Listening To Sad Songs

Going over my head
Having thoughts I was dead
Thinking about the people I’ve lost
And feeling like I’m a mess
Dig deep under my skin
Feel the drugs in my veins
Feel the drugs in my brain

I’m a ghost when I don’t wanna deal with life
Mute the tv
Turn the lights out
Feel the cold air
Hear the night life
I’m a ghost when I don’t feel like trying
Step away from the picture
I don’t want to go to work right now


I Run away from my problems
I don’t deal with them like my mama
Got my head on my shoulders but I’m fallin’
I’m alive but I’m lying on my deathbed
The grim got me on speed dial
He’s inevitable and my sanctuary
Because the only comfort I feel anymore is what goes on long after I’m gone.


Escape my reality
Feel the stress melt away
Grow numb to the pain
I call and no answer
I’m alone in my bed
The sheets grow cold
As my skin turns to ice