Divva (I Murdered Nick Hartkop) McCafferty

Unzipped my wrists last night
And took my last breath of carbon dioxide
I wore my suit inside my car while I committed suicide
I drove down streets that we drove on
I left my blood on the doorknobs
Of the friends that I knocked on but were off
I don’t need answers shit, I’m better off dead

Writing on my casket like it was my fucking bed
Hartkop wanted life but Divva stabbed him in the neck
Heard he drops off tours cause he’s fucked up in the head
These fucking people understand the suffering I have
But pushing pushing pushing pushing till he finally breaks
I went and met the devil [and he has the kindest face]

He told me god still loved me and I finally found my place
The bargain was that Divva comes and takes my fucking place
It’s hard for me to say because I love to read and write
But Divva reads emotions when they are in your room at night
Watching in the corner of your room your parents fight
You wanna unzip
You wanna take flight
You wanna do drugs
You wanna make it right
So burn away the pain
To hell with the fame
Hartkop can’t play
Divva’s insane
I know that my pain is not like yours