depression, my best friend

blood on my feet, i been running so long
ill never change, and she'll hope that im wrong
she'll say im damaged and it's time to move on
i'm popping xanax, spiraled out on the lawn
molly got feeling like i just might die
too scared to close my eyes
too scare to close my eyes
my demons, they always like to wait till night
too scared to close my eyes
too scared to
not get high
oooooh hurts too much to breathe
and love ain't saving me
oooooh so use me while you can
before that trigger squeeze
depression
my best friend
last house on the block, by a dead end
wrestling with questions
but if i ever knew the truth, id be dead then