Each day I'm drowning deeper into depression.
Struggling amidst my darkest confessions
With each passing hour
I become more and more like a dying flower
Each petal falling one by one
Feeling like my life is done
Nobody to hold me
And say everything's going to be okay
But that'd be a lie
So I suppose I'd rather die
Struggling amidst my darkest confessions
With each passing hour
I become more and more like a dying flower
Each petal falling one by one
Feeling like my life is done
Nobody to hold me
And say everything's going to be okay
But that'd be a lie
So I suppose I'd rather die
