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I Need Help


Alone in this room, walls are spinning Dark side of my conscience is looking at me, grinning I remembered that this would be the special day Where all my worries will finally go away Haha this is it, it'll be almost over now One squeeze and then it'll all be finished: BLOW A part of me thought it wouldn't get this far But now I know Its the only way to conclude this war I can't be sober, so I put the liquor to my head Ok gun cocked into position; I'm almost dead How rude of me, I know what I should do before I go And that's to make sure I inform everyone that I know .............................................................................................. [I need help From myself I can't escape My own version of hell The pain won't escape And it's easy to tell I need help, I need help..........] .............................................................................................. Ok, finished, everyone is now informed I better hurry before they start rushing to my dorm Oh, now everyone's texting, NOW YOU'RE WORRIED!!! This only makes me madder, it raises my fury Where were you when I needed you, you took me as a joke But now that I'm forreal all of a sudden you're all awoke Well sorry to inform you, you're all too late With this object in my hand I can conceal my fate Wow, a lot of people calling me, didn't know they cared Damn it, why are you so late; this isn't fair No, don't back out now; don't be insecure Cause life is just a fatal disease without any cure Ok, gun back into position, finger on the trigger My heart rate increases and my pupils dilate bigger As my life flashes before my eyes, it gets easier to tell I drop the gun on the floor and scream I NEED HELP!!!!! ................................................................................................... [I need help From myself I can't escape My own version of hell The pain won't escape And it's easy to tell I NEED HELP, I NEED HELP......]
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