Dying - Adam Calhoun, Mesus

Oh I think I’m dying

All the monsters are all out

Oh I think I’m dying

I wish I was all around

Oh I think I’m dying

I’m gonna keep it real, whatcha know about takin' pills

Poppin' these xan’s, panic attacks

Losin' my mind, feel like I’m dyin', ha

I can’t believe what I’m sayin'

You thinkin' I’m playin', I’m diggin' my grave right now

I’m crazy, you’d probably kill yourself

If you knew the shit that I was thinkin' about, ha ha

How can I breathe, cuttin' my sleeve

I’m watchin' it bleed

Maybe that will take the pain away

No more rainy days

You talkin' to me?

Just let me be, I need some sleep

Why you think I cut so deep?

You’ll never see what’s underneath

Please I need some peace

(Oh I think I’m dying)

I’m gonna keep it real, I’m gonna speak how I feel

When I’m drivin' feel like swervin' the wheel

Right and a left, you think that I’m playin'

I’m treatin' every song, I’m writtin' my will, yeah

This one right here’s for everyone out there that’s like me battle depression

Been to hell and back and I can tell that I go back and just can’t learn my

lesson, yeah

Coutin' my blessin’s but suck at the math

So every blessin' I keep cuttin' in half

So all of my problem keep addin' up

While my solutions keep cuttin' in half, yeah, yeah, yeah

Know that they hate me, they say that they love me

Don’t call me crazy but I need the company

So fuck with me though, yeah

Oh I think I’m dying

All the monsters are all out

Oh I think I’m dying

I wish I was all around

Oh I think I’m dying

I’m gonna keep it a mil, last year I made a million

Still it ain’t change how I feel

Still fuckin' with the same bottle of pills

Went from my brother’s basement to a house with no payments

And dealin' with fuckers that I wanna kill

I gotta chill, I don’t know how

I wish you could feel, what I’m talkin' about

I’m all by myself, talkin' out loud

No one can help, I feel like I’m drowin', ha ha

Shit is so cold, I’m losin' control

I’m losin' my soul, but I know I never sold it, no

Devil must have stole it, yeah

And that motherfucker is gonna have to deal with me

If I go to hell I’m takin' over

(Oh I think I’m dying)

I’m gonna keep it a secret, I ain’t gon' tell nobody about these thoughts that

are creepin' into my mind

So you think that I’m fine

You think that I’m lyin' and I’m cryin' out wolf when I say that I’m dyin, ah

I ain’t gon' tell nobody that I’m scared of keepin' guns in the house

I ain’t gon' tell nobody that I actually put guns in my mouth

Fuck you know about

Russian roulette with a loaded gun

Handle of vodka and still ain’t drunk

I cannot tell nobody that I’m suicidal, no I just keep it bottled up

Bottle of pills are the heal of pain razor play, cross my veins

Cross my heart hope to die, jump in front of trains

No I’m not fuckin' playin', snortin a bunch of caine

Thinkin' it’s just a game 'til I blow out my fuckin' brains

Oh I think I’m dying

All the monsters are all out

Oh I think I’m dying

I wish I was all around

Oh I think I’m dying