I told my mom I was sui/ci/d. al And she cried and then screamed what the he'll has got into you
I don't know mom, maybe those people who laugh, hate, spin the truth
And pray you fail and once you do- ha ha ha ha ha
They start kicking you
they tried to put try me in a hospital bed
Diagnose me and stuff me with meds
All it ever did was mess up my head
They Anti depress you
Until you're depressed again
And then you depend on the pi. l.ls
That made you independent