Six months you say i have left,
because you cant handle such a bad kid...

Packing up my bags,
i look back at the memories...

Its a f u c k e d up world,
a f u c k e d up place...

Thinking of running out on this life,
but where would i go...

Drowning in this sorrow,
lost in my own forest...

Flunked out of this life,
left here to die...

I'll take my life,
I'll take it tonight...

No one sits with him, he doesnt fit in
but we feel like we do when we make fun of him...

Sad to say,
I'm going away...

Wake me from this dream,
these thoughts won't go away...

All this pain gets tangle up inside me,
all that i lack is what you see...

This pain, this pain still remains,
it never leaves my side...