I Mean It This Time
Roar Nilsen, Mads Martinsen, Kristopher Schau
If I make an effort to add up all of the pills that I've taken
Not counting the sleeping ones or those that I take for waking
But just the ones for pain or feeling blue
How many hours of suffering have they made me live through
I mean it this time
I can't take it no more
My memories are just going forwards, somehow awaiting my arrival
Held together by that stink of collapse that's neither death or survival
Spitting at mirrors to avoid the reflection
If suicide is never the answer, then you haven't heard all the questions
I mean it this time
I can't take it no more