Hangman’s Chair
I Am the Problem
All my failures feed the beast in me
Can't take the pressure , that could set me free
I am the problem , what you gonna do ?
I don't need help, I need dope
Day after day , it rolls and it rolls and it rolls down my spine
Voices from nowhere , echoes inside
Trying to go , but it crawls and it crawls and it crawls up my arm
Closing myself into violence
Another day , another fall
Another rail to take it all
I'm still the problem , you can't solve me now
I don’t need help , I need a rope