i've been wrong all along,
since i started this thing out
i dont know what im doing,
just feel like i got something to say
suddenly i realize that it all had to change,
poor old me its not safe
surrounded by these freaks,
who won't tolerate me.
just cause thay see me,
doesnt mean they after me.
i know, i got no guts,
i throw'em out like vomit
yeah i know i drink too much,
but doesnt seem to be other ways
to fade away, to scape that train,
how do i feel? i feel to much,
i wish i could sedate my skin
i'll stay in my room,
til i rot, just like you told me so
but to get clean,
dont think i will,
my mind will keen
i'll say goodbye to all my dreams
they were stupid anyways
and i'll fade away to some other place
where i could feel its safe