Beat My Head Against the Wall Songtext
von The Suicide Machines

I need some patience because I have none
Do I need a conscience or a gun?
You say I need drugs, I think that depends
I think revenge is the best medicine

A prescription of Prozac and Vicodin
Will these panic attacks ever end?
A little less sadness and no more pain
Another fucking night I can′t sleep again

Beat my head against the wall
Against the wall
Against the wall
Against the wall

Sometimes I feel like I can't breathe it
Finally wears me out then I fall asleep
Waking up depressed not knowing why
Sometimes I feel like I wanna die


There′s so much paranoia that I can't think
Depression keeps getting the best of me
I need a fucking will or an ounce of hope
The solution doesn't lie at the end of a rope

Beat my head against the wall
Against the wall
Against the wall
Against the wall

Beat my head against the wall
Against the wall
Against the wall
Against the wall

Beat my head against the wall

Beat my head against the wall
Against the wall
Against the wall
Against the wall

Beat my head against the wall