Why I Die

Can’t believe there’s nothing now
I’m gone and I can’t go back now.
Put that gun to my head
Please grant me to be dead
Hold on now here we go again.

To afraid to come back
The coffee girl’s what I lack.
Wanna hold her hand
Be more than a friend.

But laying in my grave
I see only my pain.
Living is so hard
Can not go to far.

Driving off of the track
Cause I can’t talk to her
My words are a blur.

Every time I talk to her
All I do is slur.
Can you help me here
I beg and plea right here.

But laying in my grave
I see only pain.
Living is so hard
Can not go to far.