I Never Got to See The West Coast Emery

So is it courage or strength
And is that what I'm waiting for?
If I could just kill myself
Would it also kill the remorse?
I wanted so badly to catch a break
But I'm only breaking down
I'm still here and standing
But if it's up to me, I don't think?
I'll be?. hanging around

The drink slips down my throat and the burn cures nice and slow all the worst parts I wouldn't want you to see
The only parts left of me now?
Here I am, just a kid without a better plan
But it's the simple thoughts that haunt me the most
...I never got to see the west coast

Spend my nights just asking why
Would God let me become like this
Was it a joke from the start
Was I s'posed to laugh more at it?
And everyone's quoting the teachers and preachers
But their words make me feel so alone
No one ever says that they've had those thoughts in the middle of the night
No one ever admits that they wanted to take their life

The drink slips down my throat
And the burn cures nice and slow