I'm no one

I'm no one

I'm no one

Yeah

I'm no one

Razor on the table

Gun in the drawer

Pills in the cabinet

Rope on the floor

Lying in apathy

And breathing pain

Drowning in blood

Things I can't maintain

I'm alone

I'm alone

I'm alone

Yeah

I'm alone

Fuck it all

I no longer care

Razor at my wrist

Gun at my head

Pills at my throat

Rope at my neck

All these things

I fantacize

Orgasmic screams of agony

I realize

I'm almost ready

I'm ready

I'm almost ready

Yeah

Lets go