Bright lights for dim eyes., The falling hills embrace your goodbyes. Straight down just like your name, Somewhere else for someone else. Empty bottles
Dripping blood on your sunday dress So much baggage, a fucking mess. Day after day, a life on the ropes. No use waiting for any hope. You're just a waste
Empty, self taught lies. Since childhood we crash and we die. Felt so low this time around. Don't know how the fuck to get it up. Get my feet on the
Got holes in my fucking hands, Cause I can't fucking sleep. All those holes in my fucking hands, Lead me to believe. That I waited, and I waited, For
Two packs, and a bottle of jack. Neurotic, gotta wash it all back. Stand em up, knock em down. Feel each cruel, dont make a sound. March in the angels
Just wanted to hear you, Through dying lips. Just wanted to point out, You're full of shit. Getting back all I wasted, On such dishonest hearts.
Dont sweat the drama. Tonight I'm going home in a coma. Feel uptight, looking my worst/ This car still finished first/ Teenage mindfuck, walk this way
Day by day you serve your time. Mask your face, get back in line. Suffer the debt pockets down to the threat. So hopeless, can't even pay the rent. Life
Crash and burn, Scream but not heard. Setting sun in a world that wont turn. I can't sleep with my head like this, How many times can you break a promise
Set fire, shoot out the stars. Take this road and you wont go far. Fail to breathe, no words to speak. If I could breathe, I'd gain some faith. We
send rap Cats to God like Mase, And like the car accident, I'll put another scar on your face, But when the 5 Clap, You ain't gone Survive that! [BARS
