Fuck this shit... I'm going home

Don't get too close, I've been burning bridges lately.
I think it's the voices in my head..fuck they make me sick.
If demons are real I think I've made some friends tonight.
Oh baby I'm a bullet in the chamber don't let me go off.
Digging my grave with my bare hands and there's no sign of stopping.
Temperatures rise,
while fire dances in my eyes.
My foots asleep on the gas,
Tonight, we'll cut our ties.
Rage grows like a cancer, staining the mind.
Gaze into the sky,
and my body you will find.