| I am the bitter son of a world that never wanted me
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| And now it’s clear to see
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| I am spit out and useless, beaten too many times
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| Now I speak to you toothless
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| Life’s a poison vial that’s filled to the brim
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| So I’ll do like they say and take it all in
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| Every new face tells a worn out story
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| Every new place gets my stomach churning
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| Every day the weight on my spine gets bigger
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| Every time I tell myself it’s okay it withers
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| I came from dirt, I’ll fucking end in dirt, 'cause there’s nothing more to life
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| than being hurt
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| I came from dirt, I’ll fucking end in dirt, 'cause there’s nothing more to life
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| than being hurt
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| I don’t know how to live as a man who’s lost it all
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| Or how to pick up these pieces when every time I fall
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| So I’ll gather these chains, and tie them to my feet, and step into the ocean
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| and forget to breathe
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| I’m lost, defeated, and senseless
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| (Senseless)
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| Drove away everyone I’ve loved just so I could end this
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| I’ve sent out my flares
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| And they’ve all gone unnoticed
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| Every cry for help was a goddamn death wish
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| For too long I’ve pushed death aside
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| And it’s never even crossed my mind
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| But maybe it’s time I give suicide a try |