Pre-Chorus: As I fire this gun, I swear I am the damaged one,
As you bleed scarlet red, I’m the one who’s really dead!
Chorus: Understand, that this razorblade is meant for me,
I’ll slit [guitar slide] my wrist, and watch myself bleed,
For if I don’t take it out on me, this will be an inevitable truth.
One day I’ll rise up, one day I will finally break, and just no longer care.
You hate me because I’m dark,
And for that I’ll allow you the privilege to experience what I’ve felt;
I’ll rip out your heart!
I’ll watch you lying in a pool of your own blood, and in your last breaths of air,
You’ll realize everything you did was a mistake,
And regret all of you’re imprudent decisions.
[Pre-Chorus + Chorus]
I bet you’re looking back on the years,
Back to when you got so much pleasure causing me to bleed, and cry so many tears.
I remember the attempted suicides, and getting drunk at dawn,
Just wishing I could leave this place, realizing how easily my life could be gone,
And taken away.
I’ve tried so hard to avoid this “doomsday”, this “apocalypse”.
I’ve done drugs, prescription, and not, talking it out, but nothing really helps.
[Pre-Chorus + Chorus]
Despite what’s been done there, doesn’t mean my home life is filled with care.
To much pressure has been put on me, some know, but some don’t.
I just want to know why, why do you expect so much of me?
I’m not going to be the president, don’t you see?
There is nothing good about me,
I plan for the inevitable; drunk and stoned, even though my parents are home.
My body shakes, and my mind aches,
There’s not much left of me, due to the pills that I take.
[Pre-chorus: just vocal]
[Chorus: just vocal and drum]
[Pre-Chorus + Chorus]
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