Depression - Life Of Agony

Frustration is getting the best of me

Trying to die isn’t easy as it seems

I throw myself from the tip of my brain

Why is it so easy for Thursdays to get?

And to think of you always, so covers the nation

Now I’ll take the plunge with no hesitation

Because there’s only so much that one man can give

I stand here empty-handed with no reason to live

Depression

Depression

Depression

Depression

Well, they say that every dog has its game

But the obituaries never print my name

So I’m forced to decide my own extermination

Whatever the cause, I will learn my lesson

I feel this pain in the back of my stomach

But pain is so great, it’s hard for me not to love it

When hard social maggots starting to devour

Our game by our game, hour by hour

Depression

Depression

Depression

Depression

Depression

Put me out of my misery

If you call yourself a friend

Put me out of my misery

Put a bullet in my head

True friends don’t let true friends suffer

Punk, don’t let it to my brain

Every night I pray to mother

Come to me and ease the pain

Put me out of my misery

If you call yourself a friend

Put me out of my misery

Put a bullet in my head