| Don’t act like you care cause probably don’t
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| Don’t say you’ll be there cause I know that you won’t
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| Repetitive relationships, put my trust into others and I always end up alone
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| I need a bullet to go thru' my dome
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| You can tell by my tone that somethin' is wrong
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| I’m tired of lookin' at this fuckin' room
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| I’m tired of waking up feeling the blues
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| My hearts black as tar that I’ve put in my lungs
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| The songs that I make, when I make are not fun
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| I shine but I die while I burn like the sun
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| When faced with a problem my choice is to run
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| I say that I’d rather die and some people take that shit as a joke
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| They laugh & they smile so fucking hard
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| I bet they would laugh if I took a rope
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| Then tied that bitch into a fuckin noose
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| Then stood the fuck up on a fuckin' chair
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| Jump & then struggle fightin' for air
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| Suicide note reads
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| «I didn’t care»
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| My life would be perfect if I was dead
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| Or maybe I haven’t taken my meds
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| And all of the thoughts are just rushing back
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| And i just forgot how to deal with that
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| Yeah
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| Maybe that’s it, that’s why i’m feelin' like this
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| That’s why I feel like if I died right now I probably wouldn’t be missed
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| Positivity on E
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| No one could clean up the mess that is me
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| I push away everyone that I meet
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| Why have a purpose you can’t even see?
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| My heads fucked up
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| Fuck your fake love
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| Feel sad, take drugs
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| New place, new plug
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| My heads fucked up
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| Fuck your fake love
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| Feel sad, take drugs
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| New place, new plug
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| My heads fucked up
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| Fuck your fake love
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| Feel sad, take drugs
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| New place, new plug
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| My heads fucked up
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| Fuck your fake love
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| Feel sad, take drugs
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| New place, new plug |