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Explosives duct taped to my spine
Nothings
gonna change my mind
I won't listen to anyone's last words
There's nothing left for you to say
Soon you'll be dead anyway
No one here is getting out alive
This time I've really lost my mind and I don't care
So close your eyes and kiss yourself goodbye and think about the times you
spent and what they've meant to me its nothing...
I'm losing all my happiness
The happiness YOU pinned on me
Loneliness still comforts me
My anger DWELLS inside of me
I'm taking it all out on you and the shit you put me through
No one here is getting out alive
This time I've really lost my mind and I don't care
So close your eyes and kiss yourself goodbye
And think about the times you spent and what they've meant
To me its nothing...
Do you ever thing back to another time?
Does it bring you so down that you thought you lost your mind?
Do you ever want to lead a long trail of destruction and mow down any BULLSHIT that comfronts you?
Do you ever build up all the small things in your head?
To make one problem that adds up to NOTHING
To me its nothing...'>
At the risk of sounding emo....
Im tired of lying to myself and everyone else. Im getting more and more bitter and depressed as the days go on. I cant be happy for the people around me. I can only think of myself and the things I dont have as well as the things I want. Namely people....
Yet somehow, i find solace in only a few things. Playing counter strike... playing wow.... listening to cuts by DJ Chris Allen... just sinking into my own world. Even so much that I cant even convey my feelings into words. I wish I wast such a little bitch about it all. Hell i cant even tolerate people anymroe... at least not people IRL. I mean... my friends of course... but everyone who does anything even sligtly off.. i want to just punch in the face. I mean im even sick of myself...there are certain days I keep re-running in my head thinking would eevrything be different now, if I had. Maybe.. maybe not. Would I still be alone... who the fuck knows, and really other than me.. who the fuck cares. Its a feeling I have. Im getting tired of helping people and getting fucked over, and then again.. im tired of thinking only of myself.
What can i say.. im just a bit more screwed up than I lead people to beleive...
Nothings
gonna change my mind
I won't listen to anyone's last words
There's nothing left for you to say
Soon you'll be dead anyway
No one here is getting out alive
This time I've really lost my mind and I don't care
So close your eyes and kiss yourself goodbye and think about the times you
spent and what they've meant to me its nothing...
I'm losing all my happiness
The happiness YOU pinned on me
Loneliness still comforts me
My anger DWELLS inside of me
I'm taking it all out on you and the shit you put me through
No one here is getting out alive
This time I've really lost my mind and I don't care
So close your eyes and kiss yourself goodbye
And think about the times you spent and what they've meant
To me its nothing...
Do you ever thing back to another time?
Does it bring you so down that you thought you lost your mind?
Do you ever want to lead a long trail of destruction and mow down any BULLSHIT that comfronts you?
Do you ever build up all the small things in your head?
To make one problem that adds up to NOTHING
To me its nothing...'>
At the risk of sounding emo....
Im tired of lying to myself and everyone else. Im getting more and more bitter and depressed as the days go on. I cant be happy for the people around me. I can only think of myself and the things I dont have as well as the things I want. Namely people....
Yet somehow, i find solace in only a few things. Playing counter strike... playing wow.... listening to cuts by DJ Chris Allen... just sinking into my own world. Even so much that I cant even convey my feelings into words. I wish I wast such a little bitch about it all. Hell i cant even tolerate people anymroe... at least not people IRL. I mean... my friends of course... but everyone who does anything even sligtly off.. i want to just punch in the face. I mean im even sick of myself...there are certain days I keep re-running in my head thinking would eevrything be different now, if I had. Maybe.. maybe not. Would I still be alone... who the fuck knows, and really other than me.. who the fuck cares. Its a feeling I have. Im getting tired of helping people and getting fucked over, and then again.. im tired of thinking only of myself.
What can i say.. im just a bit more screwed up than I lead people to beleive...