Little Spoon from Agita by Depressionista

Your heart stops beating your mother screaming
Snapping ribs but it seems to be failing
I get the call at 6 pm
Curtains dropping on my vision ,
I didn’t know that this was your end
I didn’t think that I’d lose my friend
You deserved a better ending than the one you had


An overdose , or was it suicide ?
Or just some thought that you tried to excide
Newark bound, late at night
Your son was crossing state lines
I thought I could , help with the pain
But I was ignorant and you didn’t explain
A sickness living inside your head
Convincing you that this ain’t worth it

Ever since the night that you died , I been up at night begging for an after life
All the guilt I felt ; was for a sickness that I could not help

The memory refined , this was your torment and not mine

• Metal
• Metalcore
• NJHC
• hardcore
• mathcore
• New Jersey