My old head hurts so much
but i like the taste of my salty tears
But they don”t release me from my pathetic fears.
The little pink pills don”t seem to work
because i still feel the ridiculous hurt
it”s like some weight is laying on my chest,
i struggle to breathe
from the pit of my stomach i heave.
Constantly tapping my weary feet,
I”m anxious and just can”t sleep
Insomnia you consumed and swallowed me up
i need to escape this lifelong rut.
I”m fat I”m ugly my life is all wrong
so this is why i write this song.
I murdered my soul with the bad things I”ve done
i need to be free and just want to run,
to a place where i can be at ease
where i don”t constantly feel the need to please.
Angels have sent me a sign
the little white feathers that stand in a line,
i now know heaven has a place for me
on a golden chair under a cherry tree
I”m not scared now i know Jesus loves me
he will cleanse my soul and set me free
I hope my dog will meet me there,
to leave her behind would cause me great despair,
my tears have stopped now so i must go
and carry on this evil show