help

i wake up in the mornings, sinking halfway to the bottom, there's a loud distorted screaming in my soul, everything is dark and empty, and i don't know how to fix it, so i curl up in a ball, and cry in the comfort of my home, i don't know why, i feel like shit, i say i'm fine but i'm not fine, i'm dying inside, and all i see are demons, i try to hide, all my deepest feelings, i'm dying inside, and all i see are demons, i try to hide all my deepest feelings, i think there's something wrong with me, 'cause all i see is death, everytime i go outside, i look like i've been doing meth, and i sleep for nineteen hours on a thursday afternoon, and every now and then i cough up blood, and i don't know what to do, i don't know why, i feel like shit, i will not see a therapist, ladies and gentlemen, if you wanna fucking kill yourself put your fucking hands up, razor blades in the air everybody, ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, help, help, help, help, help, help, help!, i'm dying inside, and all i see are demons, i try to hide all my deepest feelings, i'm dying inside, and all i see are demons, i try to hide all my deepest feelings