The Loss

Johnny3tears:

Sick with myself, but I've got no one else,

so I give it to myself it's the only thing that helps

it's the same thing this pain thing that keeps me from sleeping

and screaming that god I must be motha fucking dreaming

and I can rest in peace and at least cease to be

cease to see those things in me that make me wanna cease to breath

and ceased to need and ceased to feed, sickness that's in me

this is all that I can be, I can't breath as I bleed

Tha Producer:

I don't know why I cut myself, god, give me a sign or help

I wont cry it'll be fine, I'll take my last breath