Hell Bent
Oh I've been hung up for a long time
Not just on you but in my own head
And I've seen so many different highs that I won't reach again
So tell me that I don't wanna hurt myself again
Or repeat myself again, again, again

I've been feeling down lately, like you would not believe
I can't put faith in miracles, they're the last thing that I need
And hell there's not a God, there's no one watching over me
I hope I make you proud Mum

And tell me am I something yet?
And more than that boy that prays for death when he get drunk?
And tell me am I nothing still?
And everyday reminds me that I'm scared to die alone, in this house
But I'm hell bent on believing in myself
I'm hell bent on believing in myself

I've been feeling down lately, like you would not believe
I can't put faith in miracles, they're the last thing that I need
And hell there's not a God, there's no one watching over me
I hope I make you proud Mum
Imagine living life if I had mustered up the nerve to tell you everything
Instead of bottling my self hate into all of these blank slates in my head
And most stuff on my phone becomes my hell
Become my therapists
Can't even drink away myself
Because when I drink I inch that one step closer to the edge
I don't want to try again
I'm sick of wishing I was dead
Oh I'm alone again
Mum is this how you felt?
Oh I'm hell bent on believing in myself
Now I'm hell bent on believing in myself

I've been feeling down lately, like you would not believe
I can't put faith in miracles, they're the last thing that I need
And hell there's not a God, there's no one watching over me
I hope I make you proud Mum