Reality
Too many times I thought this was the end
No where to go, no one I could call on
Too many times I wish I was dead
All alone, I was looking for a fucking friend
No one would answer, seems like I was only there
It would be nice if someone would fucking care
About me, and what's going through my own mind
But it's too late, I’m already fucking dead
All this pain and all this hate
Boiling up inside of me
I wish all this was just a dream
Wake up to my reality
All this pain and all this hate
Boiling up inside of me
I wish all this was just a dream
Wake up to my reality
Should I stay or should I go
Please god let me know
Should I just walk way
Grip the Glock, start to pray
Dear god get me home
I cannot stay, I should go
I should’ve just walked away
Grip the Glock and start to pray
(Tito Fury)

Ten thousand knives hammered in my brain
To get all my nightmares away
Ten thousand knives sunk in my heart
To get all my feelings away
Ten thousand voices to lead my black thoughts
I made my life this way to be able to support another day
Another day with all my frustrations
I can’t get out of these things cause I don't fucking care