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I need some patience because I have none
do I need a conscience or a gun you say I
need drugs I think that depends I think
revenge is the best medicine a prescription
of Prozac and Vicodin will these panic attacks
ever end a little less sadness and no more pain
another fking night I can't sleep again
Chorus:
Beat my head against the wall
Against the wall 3x
Sometimes I feel like I can't breathe it
finally wears me out then I fall asleep
waking up depressed not knowing why
sometimes I feel like I wanna die there's
so much paranoia that I can't think depression
keeps getting the best of me I need a fking
will or an ounce of hope the solution doesn't lie
at the end of a rope
Chorus 2x