I am living without you
You think everything will be fine
I find making it hard to lie
Realize nothing is left inside
I'm bout to break some fukin off
going to lose my mind
I'm bout to break some fukin off
feel I'm feeling fine
I'm bout to break some fukin off
No it won't be fine
I'm bout to break some fukin off
Feel me as I'm laughing
leaving, hating, fucking,
Hating all this bullshit, Rape me
I can't stand this
What the hell am I doing?
Is there anyone left in my life?
What the fuck was I thinking?
Anybody want to tell me I'm fine?
Where the hell am I going?
Do I even need a reason to hide?