Beat My Head Against The Wall

I need some patience cause I have none
Do I need a conscience or a gun
You say I need drugs I think that depends
I think revenge is the best medicine
A prescription of Prozac and Vicodin
Will these panic attacks ever end?
A little less sadness and no more pain
Another fucking night can’t sleep again
Beat my head against the wall
Against the wall
Against the wall
Against the wall
Sometimes I feel like I can’t breathe
It finally wears out then I fall asleep
Waking up depressed not knowing why
Sometimes I feel like I wanna die
So much paranoia that I can’t think
Depression keeps getting the best of me
I need a fucking will or an ounce of hope
The solution doesn’t lie at the end of a rope
Beat my head against the wall
Against the wall
Against the wall
Against the wall
Beat my head against the wall
Against the wall
Against the wall
Against the wall