EXCUSE
I’m so sick of this world, I’m so sick of this rain
I’m so sick of the yelling, the screaming, the pain
I’m so sick of the fighting, I’m so sick of being used
I’m so sick of the anger, the crying, the abuse
I’m so sick of the lying, I’m so sick of those words
I’m so sick of the hate, the jealousy, the hurt
I’m so sick of this place, I’m so sick of being alone
I’m so sick of the faking, the pretending, this home
I’m so sick of this excuse, this excuse I call life
So I end it all now, in this room, with this knife.
