Throttle Pusher

I've got a gun pointed at my head

and Im contemplating

You make me feel like I'd be better off dead

Im falling

and Im breaking

I can't pick myself up

Im calling

Im shaking

Will someone please pick up

So am i dead?

or still alive?

will i make it through the night

I feel like Im loosing my mind

but I will never lose the fight

Got a razor to my wrist

and im going crazy

I cant believe its come to this

but this is what you've made me

too many secrets to conceal

too many scars to not be real

and this addiction of mine is killing me

dont want it

but I need it

cuz I have lost controll