Crying out....

See I wrote you an email today… and was going to send it your way,
Instead, right click copy and paste to this site, for a brief insight.
You dismiss us because you know we’re all right.
Afraid to tell you, afraid of the fight
It went something, this way…
Listen up you’re a mess, something’s wrong and you disagree.
We are not the enemies; we’re your fans. In the stands called your life.
With every breath we take, your still making the same mistakes.
You know something’s wrong, but you insist on doing it anyway.
You’re hurting yourself, throwing away your days.
Those little white pills aren’t your friend, their little guns jumping around in your head.
Until one day, they pull the trigger.
Bang, bang you’re dead.
We’re obsessing, how depressing.
Bottle’s empty… go to the store and get more
Doctor to doctor… you travel, until the prescription is filled in the little white bag.
It’s not fair, yes we stare…We care… your eyes are closed for a reason.
Crush them up, swallow them whole. Let them dissolve under on your tongue.
Making excuses, you’re just abusing.
Our hearts are bleeding, we are pleading
You need help, please believe me.
You're a ticking time bomb
We’ll all be here, your fans, for life!