Y. C - The Voices

I just want these voices out of my fucking head
They always insist that I should take my final breath
I think I might let the voices win
The will to live is hanging on by thread
Why won't these voices get the fuck out of my head
They're so persistent that I take my final breath
I just wish that I was fucking dead
Is this really how it ends? Is this the fucking end?
I hate this sadness
Depression has control of me
I hate that I'm so anxious
Rejection is consuming me
I'm afraid of no one knowing how I'm feeling
My skin's peeling, I've been screaming
I don't know just how to deal with
All the fear as I keep squeezing
My own neck, just to feel
Something real. Is this real?
I'm afraid of no one knowing how I'm feeling
My skin's peeling, I've been screaming
I don't know just how to deal with
All the fear, I tie this rope
Around my neck, just to feel
something real. Is this real?
I hate this sadness
Depression has control of me
I hate that I'm so anxious
Rejection is consuming me
Give me a reason to stay alive
I can't find a way to save my life
How do I live with these broken dreams?
There's no getting out until I bleed
Give me a reason to stay alive
I can't find a way to save my life
How do I live with these broken dreams?
There's no getting out until I bleed
I hate this sadness
Depression has control of me
I hate that I'm so anxious
Rejection is consuming me

Written by:
Yancey Chew

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