Doom & Roll Won't Save Your Soul

God doesn't like me enough to let me die, So I'll drive my blood pressure sky fucking high, Palpitations will increase, My anxiety is my masterpiece, Broken down and chilled to the bone, Hopeless, worthless, all alone, Gonna pop tramadol and stay awake, Won't give up until I hallucinate. Beg and plead on broken knees, You can bleed, but doom and roll won't save your soul. Ripping out your broken teeth, You can scream, but doom and roll won't save your soul. Self care means nothing, Had a heart attack and I'm still smoking, In through the lungs and out through the nose, Cardiac arrest part two, here we go. My chest hurts and I can't breathe, Light another up, 'cause I need my nicotine, Self-destruction's all I know, Finger's on the trigger and I'm ready to blow.