CorruptSound - 128 pills and a m1911

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(I must do it someway)
I've lost and it's such a shame
I'm lost, man, I'm so lame
Nobody even knows my name
I don't even care about fame
I just want someone to care
Why is life not fair

The emotions I can hardly bear
I lost and I can't pay my fare
And I'm sitting here in my room
A hundred twenty-eight pills
And a gun to my face
I could do it, but it’d be such a shame

And I hate you
Baby, I made you
Was that how much I meant to you
What a fool I am, to be, played by you
Was only a tool
And I'm such a fool
But, let me tell you, I love you

I must do it someway
I'm not an artist, but I'll shed my pain (for you)
I'm not a singer, but I'm trying my babe (for you)
I still have your things, I'm such a fool (for you)
And I know I was only a tool (for you)
But I want to provide for you
Yеt, I can't even give you food
I'm brokе, I'm alone
Alone, I'm alone
Im alone, without you (you)

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"128 Pills and a M1911" is a raw and emotional song by CorruptSound that delves into feelings of despair and heartbreak. The lyrics express the pain of feeling lost and unimportant, yearning for someone to care. The artist contemplates drastic measures, with a gun to their face and a room full of pills, but ultimately grapples with the shame and regret that would come with such an act. The song also touches on themes of betrayal and unrequited love, with the artist feeling used and discarded. Despite the overwhelming emotions, there is a sense of determination to express their pain through their art, even if they feel inadequate. The track captures the loneliness and desperation of someone who feels broken and alone, yet still holds on to a sliver of hope for love and connection.