I’m not okay, I’m not alright I’m sorry these tongue-tied words don’t come out just right But it was nice to know you It really was
I’ve watched everything I’ve tried to reach for Just slip through the cracks That’s why I overreact Maybe you’d understand Could understand why I’m desperate Why I beg for attention
So sedate me, sedate me, so I could die happy (So sedate me) but it was nice to know you It really was A backwards life
I’m a burden of a person And I know that I do Always feel out of place in a crowded room Even my own fucking room When its just one on one Who I am and who I’ve been, coming undone
Just me here to pull the trigger A Freudian slip Arms dressed with the slits My dirty little secret A Freudian slip Shoulder to wrist
Murderous and self-loathing Eyes shut, veins coated With cyanide I’m hoping that it stops my heart real slowly Maybe I’ll start a trend Load up your guns for your friends Help them put it to their heads The End.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
