[00:01.32]Doctor please, I need a new hope[00:04.83]The more I run, the more the track becomes a living hell paved with regrets[00:08.22]I've been looking for some help[00:10.80]The smiles in the streets they scare[00:12.90]The hands on my back they ****ing weight[00:13.68]The picks in my head they help, I believe[00:26.16]Shake, shake, shake, shake[00:26.52]The wine, the whiskey, they became discrete pills[00:53.37]The ice pick, a remedy[01:02.61]I'll never find a way to wake up[01:07.92]And here comes the mourning[01:08.94]I give up the steel is already in[01:10.02]Understand, you're the last chance I take[01:23.88]You're the last chance I ****ing take to die[01:47.55]And I don't wanna die[01:52.83]Who cares about real questions giving you the doubt you need?[01:54.69]I'm tired of thinking of what I could get to drop out[01:57.99]I'm alone now, in the same ol' trap[02:03.09]Longing for a sand box smile to come back[02:09.15]I feel left behind[02:09.57]On and on the same glass[03:13.08]And the bottle is down