Styx and Behelit.
And the truth is I am scared
I don't wanna die
But I'll have to take that chance
Tonight I will feel alive
And old friends are checking in
I do not respond
Not a ghost but worn so thin
That I may aswell already be gone
It's the types of things I hate
You and other people
I can't tell if it's me that's changed
Or the inside world
When did I get so hung up?
On hanging myself up
I'm a coward through and through
So I can't kill myself