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Four Bottles of Pills

from Losing Meaning by Nymphrenia

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lyrics

Tired of life and the way that I’m living
My mind is a prison, the feeling’s persistent
They say it will go but I know that it isn’t
You cannot know the storm if you’re not in it
The way that I die, it won’t make a difference
I’ll be the fucker that nobody misses
I know that my eyes have seen too many nights
And the skin on my thighs have seen too many knives
I dreamed that I die cause I hate that I’m broken
In vain I was hoping the pain I was knowing
Would die with myself when I took my own life
But I survived my own suicide
I dream that I die cause I hate that I’m broken
In vain I was hoping the pain I was knowing
Would die with myself when I took my own life
I’ll do it again till I get it right

I wrote my note
I close my eyes
I cannot breath
Life is no more for me

I’m sorry I failed and maybe if I tried
A little bit harder I wouldn’t have died
I’d do it that way if there was a next time
But I know too well that this ending is mine
Tired of pain, tired of hurting
Tired of this living life as a burden
Tired of tears, depression for years
Crying for help but nobody hears
Killing myself is always on my mind
So fuck it tonight is the night
Writing a note when I finish this line
I’ll say goodbye to my life
A bottle of vodka, four bottles of pills
With it my memory spills
A bottle of vodka, four bottles of pills
With it my life will be killed

This is the end for me
I will not look back
I take the pills
I close my eyes
This is my last night
This is my goodbye

I hate this fucking life
I will end it tonight
Where were you when I cried
Where are you at tonight
A bottle of vodka
Will end all of my pain
A stomach full of pills
Will end my life

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from Losing Meaning, released April 16, 2022

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