My tears run races down my cheeks,
There\'s a stone on my lungs so I cannot breathe.
My legs feel heavy like they were made of metal,
My soul dried like a fallen rose petal.
And suddenly it\'s funny for me that I\'m crying.
I laugh out loud when I feel like dying.
And it\'s not that I run or hide,
There\'s just a difference between a smile and a smile
\"I can\'t take it anymore,\" I say as I laugh.
Though myself I know, no day has been as bad.
Not gonna lie, it\'s the way that I cope,
So I laugh when I say: \"Death is my only hope.\"