Red rain falling over my soul,
Like a never ending black hole,
This illness has got me by my wings,
It’s got my life on the line by a bunch of strings,
These pills I consume are a joke,
Ever since the day I spoke,
My heart burns slow from fire to ashes,
I just wait for the day my life crashes,
Tears running down my face,
It just brings me back to this same place,
As I start my goodbye,
I think one more time, one more try