cardiologistic

Who is wrong now
the doors are locked and the shades are down
Who will save me
The tub is full, I'm about to drown
What will get the job done
The gas leak was a nice touch but just wasn't enough
Where will I end up
If this is how it ends things are going to get rough

The last sounds I will hear are ticks, one second apart
The last thing I will see is a reflection through the dark
The water is warm against my cold arms
8 little pills have become a work of art

Goosebumps run across my knees
My eyelids lower and my heart starts to seize
water starts to slowly drip and my phone starts to ring

Who it was no longer matters
my nails are purple and my teeth chatter
I can not breath, just sleep
finally at earth's only peace