Suicide

I’ve walked this long way from home to find my real utopia
But, now I got no place to go and now I feel agoraphobia
Can’t describe how lonely I am, I know this isn’t a game
But I’m beating the fan, I’m beating the fan
I do this shit again and again

Boy, what the hell are you afraid of?
You are your life’s creator, something you definitely ain’t gonna get paid off
Just don’t be a bitch, be a real player
There’s nothing, I’m sick of this
Need somebody to stand by my side, for a moment no forever
Never would’ve looked for a safe to hide

I wait for you, I stay for you. Everything I made for you
Just for you, what’s made for you. Don’t need to make it yet, but just for you
They always say, only you be way better but I don’t believe their shitter
Honestly I’m falling up the ladder, maybe this song will be my last letter

All the history and time’s all we have
Just tell I’m sorry and now give me your rest (I’ll take it to you)
If my passion is what you need (I’ll give it for ya)
If conclusion is what you mean, now set me free so that I’ll forget

All the history and time’s all we have
Just tell I’m sorry and now give me your rest (I’ll take it to you)
If my passion is what you need (I’ll give it for ya)
If conclusion is what you mean, now set me free so that I’ll forget