Help me out here.
i am dying for a feeling.
i burn insents
life is so smoked up
lay down to go through the events of my day
nothing new
i can't see through the smoke
i just coughed up blood
i didn't see you while i was being choked
i am too weak to even know
should i go to sleep?
is it worth waking back up?
i know i was born an accident
but i try to escape the thought
but you remind me ever chance you get
i am too f*cked up to remember what your name is
remember? i am your only daughter
i was born with a mother and father who does not care
never held out a lending hand
all they do is accuse and stare
so sick and tired of this sh*t
lets go burn a pipe
that will make life just right
forget about me being straight edge
there is no need.
life is already f*cked up.
so go choke on future ashes
