The Real Trap

I don't know where to go, my life's on a spiral, and now it shows

I don't have regrets cause I'm to vain and I hate myself isn't that insane

Cause everyone thinks they know me but I'm not the man that they all see

I'm suicidal and I hate my life, so every day I hold my knife

and I wish that I would end this shit, but they stitch it up every time I slit

So I bought a gun and loaded up, I don't wanna be stuck in this rut

I pulled the trigger, to free my mind, that fucker jammed at the perfect time

So now I'm stuck here dealing with my demons and depression

I think I'd run if I could move but I'm stuck in a trap, what about you?