Fuck off, fuck off...
Hello, depression
I hear your message
Still don't understand (ooh)
I know we're hurting
Drugging and doping
Death by our own hands (ooh)
I'm sorry that I couldn't be the one
'Cause we can't run
The end has come (ooh)
I'm sorry that I couldn't be the one
'Cause we can't run
The end has come (ooh)
Hello, my mental
You think I should but
I can't read your mind (ooh)
Admit we fuck up
Our wounds are healing
Some can't heal with time (ooh)
I'm sorry that I couldn't be the one
'Cause we can't run
The end has come (ooh)
I'm sorry that I couldn't be the one
'Cause we can't run
The end has come (ooh)
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
