In Need of Supremacy.
I’m trying to defeat this thing but every time I get this way I just wanna go somewhere and hide.
I’m trying to hang on, with the edge of my life. I feel as though I can’t do this anymore
I don’t see what’s worth the fight.
I’m trying to hang on, with the edge of my life.
I swear everything is made so I can fail, not us, not we, not the people just me.
This thing, this feeling of becoming undone it increases everything something goes wrong
I can’t take it but I’m not saying that this is my suicide latter, oh no not just yet
I still have a little fight in me, but yet…..my dark side is getting the best
Of me whatever it is that is contained in me, whatever evil that I posses I need it to leave
Cause I’m trying to hang on, with the edge of my life
I’m really sick and tired of fighting this fight.
Nothing seems to change when this feeling comes on.
It’s like a suicide song playing all night long. Something is inching me to do it. Maybe if I had a gun id pull the trigger. But I don’t
So I’ll just have to deal because what I use to cut myself is
Nowhere in reach, guess I can’t breach, my skin tonight.
Well what will I do?
I need to do something to stop this feeling, this feeling of no power.
This feeling that devours my faith more and more
But at least I still have faith in God,
Maybe that’s what keeps me going on.
(2014)
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