Amg45

There's something inside me that wants me to die
Got an enemy in my mind
Why? I don't know
I've been through scary times
With this therapy of mine
Always gotta raise the supply
It's not like before
So put it in drive
Shake the reaper's hand i feel alive
Out of line
Only when lose control I'm feeling fine

Cuz of you
I just got to air you out
All the fumes,
are way too loud can't hear you now

Yeah you bow down to the night
It Make me feel a lil something
(It make me feel good)
I know that i might
I might regret it in the morning
(I don't feel good)

But who said that you
Would ever see tomorrow
Its sad that you
Find pleasure in a bottle

Cuz of you
I just got to air you out
All the fumes,
are way too loud can't hear you now