Issues to resolve

I got some problems I can't handle

I got issues to resolve

I got demons in the closet

bloody hand prints on the walls, 'it's sunny outside but it might as well be dark, I got hatred deep inside and it's tearin me apart.

Nobody's ever there

my life is in despair

desperate for someone to show me that they fuckin care

they can't read the signs

I'm running out of time

it seems like all my friends have left me here to die

the devil knockin at the door tryin to get inside

I tell him he's not welcome but he knows it's just a lie

I'm losing my mind my thoughts are goin crazy

all I wanna do--IS KILL PEOPLE LATELY!

I got murder on my mind it feels like a curse I thinkin bout death from the second to the first.

I got some problems I can't handle

I got issues to resolve

I got demons in the closet, 'bloody hand prints on the walls

it's sunny outside but it mite as well be dark, I got hatred deep inside and it's tearin me apart.

This hatred that I have comes from many years of pain

how could no one tell? Clearly I have changed

fuck em burn in hell, I can not maintain

I am not well and nothing is the same

the voices are deranged, I'm coming unhinged getting closer to the flames

do I feel the end or am I going insane.

Nobody's ever there

my life is in despair

desperate for someone to show me that they fuckin care

they can't read the signs

'I'm running out of time

it seems like all my friends have left me here to die

the devil knockin at the door tryin to get inside

I tell him he's not welcome but he knows it's just a lie.

I ain't lookin for attention

I just need some help

my love is in remission

I can't do it by myself

I feel like I have failed

I make the wrong decisions

the voices in my head-cause me great self contention.

All is almost lost im slipping off the edge

I'm fighting fuckin demons that are underneath my bed

every time that I lay down

the fuckin demons getting fed

I use to see the good

now all I see is red.

When I close my eyes my head starts to spin, 'the voices from the back tell me I will never win

they say it's time for me to pay up for all my God damn sins, they tellin me it's too late I can not repent

any message I have for God is void and won't be sent, there tryin to convince me that they are all I need, if I give up right now my soul will be freed, who is right or wrong?

what should I believe?

I been down so long it's hard for me to even breath

am I about to drown myself in a pool of misery?

I surround myself with a dark uncertainty

I have bound myself to live a life of infamy

What's right or wrong? If its hard for you to tell why serve in heaven when you could reign in hell!!