KseniyaLvova

Overdose I woke up knowing I was not free I woke up killing me once again I woke up bottle on the floor I woke up gun in my hand I woke up knowing it was over I woke up knowing she was on that plane I woke up Poured it in my glass again I woke up to look out the broken door again I woke up Sleeping in a lie of suffering I woke up to die on a memory I woke up to close my eyes again I woke up Knowing I would never be strong again I woke up music playing my last song I woke up Knowing it was over the cliffs edge I woke up knowing they don't want to remember me I woke up bible in the hand I woke up to go back to sleep with a lie I woke up to pray for death I woke up hearing nothing but the bottle hitting the floor, again I woke up to sing with that song on the radio, that makes me sleep I went to sleep accepting fate on a mountain road at night I went to sleep trying to kill myself once again I went to sleep knowing she was gone I went to sleep wanting to not be