The Noose

Feeling underneath the weather
I wanna be put underground
My life I need to lather
or else I'm not going to be around.
I hear them calling my name
Their voices still sound all the same.

Take me down to the river
and let me drift in the water
Just so I can see where it ends
My days are growing weary
My vision is becoming scary

In my dreams I see a person
Who is hanging with a bible laying at his feet
I wake up because I felt it choking
Tried to catch my breath
because it was getting hard to breathe.

This life I need to change
Before I lose everything