| I got this fucked up feeling that I don’t belong here anymore
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| Dragged me through the mud like you do, like you do
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| I’m so sick of the way you think and controlling everything and everyone
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| And I know it’s going to kill me… just kill me
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| I’m don’t, I don’t see that everything is all right
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| And I know that I know that you slowly know
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| I can’t see the writings on the wall
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| There’s nowhere to go, nowhere to go
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| Take my life and sell everything
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| I don’t need these memories of you, of you, of you, of YOU
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| I remember one time, the late september and I was feeling fine
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| You were on my mind and I saw your face, it made me sick
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| Cause everything is not hard
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| Makes me want to kill me
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| I’m don’t, I don’t see that everything is all right
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| And I know that I know that you slowly know
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| I can’t see the writings on the wall
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| There’s nowhere to go, nowhere to go
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| Take my life and sell everything
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| I don’t need these memories of you, of you, of you, of you
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| Yeah
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| Yeah
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| Yeah
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| I can’t see the writings on the wall
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| There’s nowhere to go, nowhere to go
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| Take my life and sell everything
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| I don’t need these memories of you, of you, of you, of YOU
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| Memories of you
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| Memories of you
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| Memories of you
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| Memories of you
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| Memories of you |