I want to kill all the idiots,
I smile but inside I'm dying,
guys are fucked up at least one,
he does more than that,
everything goes like fuck,
I could jump from the bridge down and no one would miss me,
at least those whom I care more than anything else,
but what if they do not care about me?
my heart is crushed, cold as stone, charcoal black,
and seems like it would stop, and sometimes,
alone in my room, I cry and I hope so. no one can save me?
I smile but inside I'm dying,
guys are fucked up at least one,
he does more than that,
everything goes like fuck,
I could jump from the bridge down and no one would miss me,
at least those whom I care more than anything else,
but what if they do not care about me?
my heart is crushed, cold as stone, charcoal black,
and seems like it would stop, and sometimes,
alone in my room, I cry and I hope so. no one can save me?