| Every morning when I wake up, a couple seconds go by
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| Where I can’t remember that my heart is broken, and I can’t feel the pain inside
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| Suddenly it fucking hits me, I am a loser, a loner, a weirdo
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| When no one on the planet gets me
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| It’s breakfast time, I need whiskey
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| These drugs don’t even get me high anymore (High anymore)
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| I am so bad at goodbyes, that it just isn’t worth saying «Hi» anymore
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| Live by the sword, die by the sword!
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| Liv by the ring, die by divorce!
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| I’d rathr lie by the shore, 'til the undertow grabs me
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| And pulls with the mightiest force
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| And I’m writing a portrait about my life
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| I’ve been so frightened then tortured, confined by the corners
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| Inside of my mind, it’s so violent and morbid
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| I’m saying goodbye, it’s my final performance
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| I’m leaving, goodbye, it’s over, I’m done
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| I no longer have the will to run
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| Maybe I should blow my fuckin' brains out with the gun
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| Go 'head quit on me and walk away, I guess we’re done
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| All my tears just washed the warpaint right up off my face
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| Freefall off the planet, freeze to death in outer space
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| I hope that help is on the way
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| Stranded in the ocean, I’ve been drowning now for days
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| If someone finds me, maybe they will throw me down a rope
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| I wrap it round my neck and let it go, so I can choke
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| Maybe I should blow my fuckin' brains out with the gun
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| Go 'head quit on me and walk away, I guess we’re done
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| All my tears just washed the warpaint right up off my face
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| Freeze to death in outer space
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| Broken from shame, I took a razor and opened a vein
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| I am so numb, didn’t notice the pain
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| We could not settle our differences, because we both are the same
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| Traces of blood in the snow and the rain, I’m so fuckin' hopeless
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| Vultures are circling me while I wrote this
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| I’m losing my grip, and I’m close to insane
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| I know that you picture the future without me
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| I know that you think you’ll be truthfully happy
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| I know that you think there is probably somebody better for you
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| So just take our fuckin' future, shred it in two
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| Extinguish my flames when sparks fly
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| A flower can’t grow under a dark sky
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| Every time I feel my heart die (Heart die)
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| I make my art cry and I’m (Art cry and I’m, art cry and I’m)
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| Maybe I should blow my fuckin' brains out with the gun
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| Go 'head quit on me and walk away, I guess we’re done
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| All my tears just washed the warpaint right up off my face
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| Freefall off the planet, freeze to death in outer space
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| I hope that help is on the way
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| Stranded in the ocean, I’ve been drowning now for days
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| If someone finds me, maybe they will throw me down a rope
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| I wrap it 'round my neck and let it go, so I can choke
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| I swear to fuckin' God, sometimes I feel like I am just a victim of my own
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| psyche
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| I swear to fuckin' God, that every single day I try to tell myself I don’t like
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| me
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| You ain’t gotta leave the house today
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| Fuck seeing people, fuck seeing the sun
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| Deep on the inside, my feelings are numb
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| And I hold in the smoke, 'til it eats through my lungs
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| And you looking at a person that’s so damaged demonic
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| I need a glass of ocean water, and an anti-psychotic
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| And I don’t care about the money, and the fame of the commerce
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| I fantasized about the day that I can let go with the drama
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| That’s what’s squeezing out my lungs, that put calluses on my hard feet
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| All that agony has been calcified in my heartbeat
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| Battle on, we went from being sinners in Babylon
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| And now we at the end of the house-ion
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| I never asked to exist, how the fuck could I feel passion for this?
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| If I am not scared to death, why the fuck am I so scared to taking an actual
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| risk?
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| There’s so much love and compassion inside me
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| Instead of attacking and fighting my actual enemies
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| I’d rather smash through the bricks, until I crack both my fists
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| Maybe I should blow my fuckin' brains out with a gun
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| Go 'head quit on me and walk away, I guess we’re done
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| All my tears just washed the warpaint right up off my face
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| Freefall off the planet, freeze to death in outer space
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| I hope that help is on the way
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| Stranded in the ocean, I’ve been drowning now for days
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| If someone finds me, maybe they will throw me down a rope
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| I wrap it 'round my neck and let it go, so I can— |