i dont want to die but i feel that this is it stomach in knots twenty pounds less a weekend of hell six months depression lost in a love sick world of pain i cry cause youre gone im dying in pain in pain my love for you is forever i promise this sick world ill never forget i wrote you this note i put this razor into my skin the tub overflows i awaken in pain i choke on my own blood i hear the phone ring back to reality pat and i are off to the city drunk for six months straight im drowning myself in alcohol and pain depression magnifies times ten the blood in my veins is starting to run thin i dont want to die i feel that this is it my face is in my hands again i slit my wrists i want to watch you kill yourself