It only takes sixteen,
to make my world spin.
It only takes sixteen ,
to make all my pain hide.
I know the world will come back again,
and i know the pain isnt gone.
But i dont care.
I'll hide in the dark,
with a bottle in hand.
one-two- give me some more.
I'm not ready to stay ,
in this hell.
I'm ready to say good bye.
Sixteen pills isnt enough,
i wanna end it all.
Sixteen pills isnt enough,
to make the world stop.
I've hurd it all...
how its a perminate fix to a temporary problem,
but i dont care.
Why live, with nothign to live for?
Die when your done living.
Dont tell me how to live my life,
I'm the one who has to live it,
or chooses not to.
Author notes
i dont wanna kill myself but i have often found that pills help to hide for problems your not ready to face yet
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