As I lay here lying on my bed, sweet voices come
into my head. Oh what it is, I wanna know, please
won't you tell me it's got to go. There's a
feeling that's inside me, telling me to get away.
But I'm so tired of living, I might as well end
today.
into my head. Oh what it is, I wanna know, please
won't you tell me it's got to go. There's a
feeling that's inside me, telling me to get away.
But I'm so tired of living, I might as well end
today.