Even if i love you with my all, im still as depressed as it gets
I don't mean to interject a mental state cross reference
& if i do too much or if i go too far, atleast im doing better than some junkie shooting up in a car
So don't count your blessings, so depressed in the dressings, i could just be dreading mental decay of my anything
I could bleed inside of my brain, nerves hate me anyways, i just want myself to be in good health so i don't fade away
Atleast im doing better than some junkie shooting up in a car