""So the walls are closing in to sufficate you Like you're trapped and flailing blindly in a garbage bag You're sinking in a tar pit like a saber tooth... You struggle but the blackness sticks to you Like a disease that you can't wash off So you go into the kichen for acarving knife But you've tried to cut it out before It only left you hurting more I still believe in you I hope that you'll pull through Don't let this moment last Let's put it in the past If you believe in me Sit down and try to braethe Let this dark moment go Turn back to the you I know You're convinced your friends are hatching plots against you And your family conspires to watch your misery Everyone keeps saying it's just chemical Can't they see that chemicals are killing you? Just as surely as heart failure Why not another failure now you're on a roll Odd that the thought of dying makes you cry When all you dream about is suicide""

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Writer(s): Nicholas Jett, Scott Vogel