A nervous breakdown is just what I need. Self destruction is all I can see. Self improvement is right for me. Fucking thoughts in my head screaming
Troubled minds. Troubled times. I'm going crazy, and thats just fine. Troubled minds. Troubled times. If you touch me, I'll break down, and fucking
Body broken fixed with rage these fuckin words that i say remind me of a life gone grey day to fucking day my love is now gone another fucked up
I'll say i dont mind and try to act normal i dont want you to read me just fucking listen now im walking away cause you didnt listen im not blaming
The floor is dirty, what am I to think? If I stand in the same spot, I'll just fucking sink. I try, I wish, I have no link. I am nothing, no emotions
Im on the outside, not looking in im sick of all these people and im sick of all there fake ass fuckin games people keep pushing and im going insane
soul, I wont be alright. Bloodshot eyes, sleepless nights. I'm giving up, I'm giving up. Someone help me, I cant fucking breathe. Tell me I have anxiety
Your a window, we see right through. Not even your rehab counselor can save you. Those tattoos are fading, your posing so fucking hard. We don't give
The curb never felt so fuckin lonely can anyone be so understanding days like this make it harder to breathe fuck the world? you fuckin tease these
I've been sitting around Thinking about this thing called life. I've got a million thoughts running through my fucking mind. Don't know where I'm
Orphanage pride is under our skin. Lock your doors, we're coming in. Orphanage pride, it's thicker than thin. Born to lose, but some day we'll win
