Please End (Hell From the 12th)

• Written by  • Featuring CONCEPT-

DJMALCOLM 2
Please End... feat. DJMALCOLM
August, 8 2022 • Written by CONCEPT- • Featuring DJMALCOLM
 
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CONCEPT-'s Notes
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//Chorus\\
Needles lying next to my bed. Open bottle on my desk.
Got some pills for my head. Pills for my head.
Fresh tattoo on my leg, got some pills for my head.
Please end...
Please end...
//Verse\\
Welcome to my Euphoria,
This is a place where I don't feel glorious.
Bought me a gun cuz I thought I would end this.
Being alive is just too fucking selfish.
Being alive is too fucking expensive.
Why do I just feel so fucking defensive?
Come to my senses.
I got aggressive last now now I’m seeing through these broken lenses.
When you life is a mess, and you’re so close to death,
Why ain’t no one helping your pain?
Is it because you’re the one who’s to blame?
Funny how tears can get lost in the rain.
There’s no fucking point in waiting.
Wake up, and then contemplating,
Whether I should die. My life is fading.
I smile at people and know I’m faking.
I have nightmares and I wake up shaking.
Lord God, now my heart is breaking.
And I cannot pray cuz I lost my faith.
I was once happy. Man, I miss those days.
And I cannot pray cuz I lost my faith.
I was once happy. Man, I miss those days.
I’m a lost breeze through an endless maze.
Haven’t slept for days. Hoped it was a phase.
And I cannot pray cuz I lost my faith.
I was once happy. Man, I miss those days.
I’m a lost breeze through an endless maze.
Haven’t slept for days. Hoped it was a phase.
//Chorus\\
Needles lying next to my bed. Open bottle on my desk.
Got some pills for my head. Pills for my head.
//DJMALCOLM verse\\
I've put on weight, my health is deteriorating, help
My mental state has fell and I fucking hate myself
I smoke an ounce and sit on my broken couch
And Eat to distract from the fact I'm so lonely now
Sad to say that the only pussy I currently sleep with
Is this cat who sits his ass and is purring on me (shit)
Just had covid, please listen, and we can end it
But i was socially distant before the pandemic
I've quit talking to friends, unless its shit talk about them
And it's awful I guess cause I ain't got a reason
And i can say that I'm proud of owning a house
But it's kind of a waste sitting alone on the couch
Finally got past the thoughts of killing myself
But that pistol I ordered is still in the mail
Scars on my wrist are remind me of the pain
As it's hiding there in plain, sight and will remain
Until finally I place this spike into my brain
That will be the day the bright lights will go away
I'm really sorry that it went this way
But I have been planning this end for days
I meant to say much more than this page
But I ran outta lead for my pencil dang
I've thought about death for several years
Over several beers, and through several tears
The problem is my several fears
Have me feeling like the end is here
//Chorus\\
Needles lying next to my bed. Open bottle on my desk.
Got some pills for my head. Pills for my head.
Fresh tattoo on my leg, got some pills for my head.
Please end...
Please end...

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