Krystal Evette - Self Destruct

Hit the self destruct, push the button till it breaks
I'm addicted to some people, withdrawing, now I have the shakes
Wanna fuck myself up in any way that I could think
I'm into knife play and I'm not talking kinks
My blood will bleed red as my body dies slow
Build it up like suspense, a ​little ready, set go
The way to get out's just a simple little game
And once I get out, you won't remember my name
Build me up, tear me down
Sturdy as a house of cards
I see myself and punch the mirror
And then play with the shards
Or become a doormat
Let people stomp right on my neck
Going through my list of plans
And get them done, check check
No one would care if I died in the night
Leave me with the trash, now this feels right
Hit the self destruct, I don't wanna be awake
So tired of alive, I wonder how much you could take
I bother everyone, even though they never say
But I know it to be true, I know for sure, I have my ways
My mind is a monster, thoughts are terrorizing me
In the closets in my head and they're living rent free
I wanna break out, I wanna loosen up the chains
To go back to the bottle or dive in a pool of blades
Build me up, tear me down
Solid like a paper plane
Flying in a thunderstorm
And melting in the rain
"It'll get better"
No, bite your fucking tongue
Been in a state of agony
Since I was eight years young
No one would care if I died here today
They'd cry for a second then forever go away
Smoke in my lungs
Vodka on the lips
Have a gun to my head
While I'm sucking on the tip
Got that powder in my nose
While I'm slipping on the blade
Screaming at the mirror
"Why won't you go away?"
Got the acid on my tongue
And the hurt in my hands
My foot starts to bleed
Stepping on the empty cans
Cigarettes on the ground
While I'm looking for the blade
Hoping I could end it all
On any given day
Smoke in my lungs
Vodka on the lips
Have a gun to my head
While I'm sucking on the tip
Got that powder in my nose
While I'm slipping on the blade
Screaming at the mirror
"Why won't you go away?"
Got the acid on my tongue
And the hurt in my hands
My foot starts to bleed
Stepping on the empty cans
Cigarettes on the ground
While I'm looking for the blade
Hoping I could end it all
On any given day

Written by:
Krystal Evette

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