New Year

This is about contemplating suicide and that one person who's giving you unhelpful sugarcoated help

Underestimate

I can’t feel a thing

Turn around and make me feel the sting

I’m saving the best for last

Staring the reflection in the face to watch it go to black

Cop me out

Because you’re bored of me

I can take it

With me to the grave

Overflowing now

Reassuring me

Drag along the fork roads in my flesh saving me

I’m saving the best for last

You think you’re doing something but you’re a lie

Cop me out

Because you’re bored of me

I can take it

With me to the grave

Too late

Satisfied by your failure

You won’t go through this hard

No one believes me

In the eyes