When we feel fucked up,
When we feel down;
When we feel angry,
When we wear a frown;
Hopefully today won't be the day,
When I turn my life around and waste away.
Please don't come calling,
I'm sick of you;
Please don't expect me,
To be around;
Please don't scream at me,
When I can't come;
Please don't destroy me,
When you see I've won.
Hurt,
Pain,
Inflict them upon me.
Since I should be,
Just like you.
Blood,
Tears,
All upon my face.
Since I can't be just like you.
(Always just like you)
Sometimes we're enraged,
And falling apart;
Sometimes we are lost,
And can't find the start;
Sometimes we're sadistic,
Watching others bleed;
Sometimes we're begging,
To you on my knees.
(Hurt Anger Pain Blood Tears Fucked-up)
(Hurt Anger Pain Blood Tears, I’m fucked-up)
When I feel let-down,
I don't let it show;
When I feel lonely,
I also feel low;
When I feel messed-up,
Nothing is right;
When I feel cheated,
I punch with all my might.
Hurt,
Pain,
Inflict them upon me.
Since I should be,
Just like you.
Blood,
Tears,
All upon my face.
Since I can't be just like you.
(Always just like you)
(You little fucked-up punk)
Yeah, my feelings are your toys,
Yours to play with or maybe destroy.
Yeah, my feelings are your toys,
So come on, beat me up and scream out some noise.
Hurt,
Pain,
Inflict them upon me.
Since I should be,
Just like you.
Blood,
Tears,
All upon my face.
Since I can't be just like you.
Always just like you.
You little fucked-up punk.
Go back to where you belong,
Straight to Hell.
Author notes
Randomish lyrics. I made it in History class, whaddaya expect. Anyway, the original purpose was a random poem, then a poem about my friend, then random again.
