A Minute of Your Time - Will Joseph Cook

I been sitting, waiting, wishing

I could show them all

There’s no wait on

This phone call, just

A minute of your time sir

Help me now

Cause I’m climbing down

Right through the ground

This could be

The drug release

To set me free

Help me now

Cause I’m getting closer

To the edge

Hear the voices

Screaming out

Inside my head

Heavy skies bring heavy weather

I can’t, It’s too late

Don’t bring me back down to reality

Cause I can’t stand the light of day

I try to tell myself that I ain’t got a problem

Try to convince myself that there ain’t nothing else

I try to tell myself that I ain’t got a problem

Everything changing but I’m brittle to the bone

Help me now

Cause I’m climbing down

Right through the ground

This could be

The drug release

To set me free

Help me now

Cause now I know

I never knew

Realize euthanize

Your state of mind