Ive hit rock bottom again and I dont wanna call for help Ive been clawing at these walls, with nooses around my neck Ive folded all my cards may day Im burning wicks at both ends may day Its true Im coming undone may day you know Ive been calling for help may day I need these shovel wings to get me to that coffin red night terrors and god, I smile at this all too often Im crashing down bursting in flames may day I need a touch of mercy you say may day Im checking out may day
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