Galaxie
What about this one:
Stress on my mind, think I'll end it all, people tell me to stand tall,
But I don't wanna live, got nothing to give and I'm tired of hitting walls.
They don't understand from where I come, my past not a pretty one.
Scars, never stars, now I'm ready to quit and let this life be done.
Some tell me to hold on, tell me to be strong, but the battle's too long.
No fight left in me, but they don't comprehend that my will is all gone.
Nothing to grasp, hope is past and my faith is in the trash,
So save the love that you think I need, I'm going out with a blast
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