There's blood on my hand, but it's not another man's
Father forgive me, I tried it again
Why does it feel like the world is out to get me
Hold me underwater when I'm trying to breathe
Nobody to love, nobody who cares
I'm just a waste of a breath of fresh air
I spin the cylinder and pull back the hammer
The clicking sound brings me back to the slammer
I tried it again, but to lose is to win
I won this time, but I lost a friend
I prayed for Jesus to take me home
Life is hell, and I hear heaven calling
Strangers hate me, and I don't know why
Sometimes I'm afraid to even go outside
The psych meds help, but I'm too far gone
From the mouth of madness, I sing my final song