Texty: Hail The Villain. Glad To Be.

At anytime and anywhere
I disappear
No one I know can help me
Leave me in misery
Had it all thrown away
I made my grave
My mind lives six feet under
Let go so easily

I?m not glad to be, I?m not glad to be me
So why are you so happy?
I?m not glad to be, I?m not glad to be me
Whatever makes you happy

All alone, a touch afraid
A renegade
Proof that I will not let go
Feels like I might explode
I?m better off, better off
On my own
From this spot I can?t fuck up
Hide out so I survive