I HATE What I've Become.

With An [ A N G E L ] Face And A Taste Of
[ S U I C I D A L ]

&& I'm Drowning In My Own Misery

Im Just A T.E.E.N.A.G.E D.I.R.T.B.A.G Babyy

. . .Like A Bed Of Roses They're A Dozen Reasons In This Gun. . .

You Know You've Got [[E V E R Y B O D Y]] Fooled.