Your Bathroom Floor

With a head full of pressure, Feelin it's too much. Got a date with Divinity, But she'll never let me touch. Everything looks gray and hazy, Aint nothin I can change. So now I feel the rush, As I open up my veins. It goes one for the cannabis, two for insanities. Three for the reasons, four for those who don't get it. Five for your love, six for the stress, And seven for the day I climed into this mess. Ask dad to keep cool, I don't blame him anymore. And I'll see him again, Here on God's bathroom floor. So unify the eulogy, Autopsy reads clear suicide, Nothin they could do for me, Just take the ride. But go the extra mile, And promise me you'll smile. Don't let this mess your style, Because look at the floor - God's got nice tile. Fix the problems with a blade, Don't think I'll be missed, Blood flows, turns my eyes from blue to gray, Well the landlord might be pissed. No one's fault but my own, Just can't take no more, I wanna go home. God please forgive me, Don't know another way. If there is one I can't see Past the pain of today. I'm not gonna make it, I don't have the patience, To wait for You to bring me through, So I found a way to come to You. Please don't close the door, When I wake up on Your bathroom floor. O God please, don't close the door, When I wake up on Your bathroom floor.