Over This

Throwing things against the wall just to see them stick Can i catch myself before I fall God please make this quick I've been off alone to long now i'm starting to fade Life had all these colors now it’s black and grey I'm sick and tired of the same damn things, the things that can't be seen And I wrack my brain for another thought, one without this pain Rid me of these demons. (won't you) Rid me of these feelings.