depression kills

I cut my wrist
Look at my bloody fist
Really wishing I didn't exist

Putting the gun to my head
Taking the knife to my wrist
Tears fall on the floor
Now I'm clinching my fist

I'm always depressed but I'd never admit
I'm just stuck in my past
I'm trying to see through this fog
Can't get through this mist

My life is a F***ing lie but I can never tell you the truth
I've been addicted to a f***ing life that I can't describe
I'm screaming in my pillow wishing that I could die
I can't go back in time now with all these skeletons I've had to hide

I'm tired of always taking these motherf***ing pills
This depression is what kills
I'm tired I just want to forget
there is things that I'll always regret