F.T.S.S.

Woke up this morning wishing i was dead
Cruel words are whizzing thru my head
Emotions hit another low
I’m tired time goes too slow
Rotting feelings that were once so true
Intestines covered by a layer of mildew
This depressions gone on long enough
Bones are shattered and my skin is rough

And when i think i can’t take no more
My hands start bleeding and my mouth is sore
I don’t have love and i’ve had no more fun
At least there’s still the burning sun
In the forest i’ve been lost so long
I wanna get out but where do i belong
Wonder where this shit has begun
As i look up to the unforgiving sun
Fuck the shining sun