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Jason Furlong
Jason Furlong
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Chanler Hendrickson
Chanler Hendrickson
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Chase Halverson
Chase Halverson
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Nathan Kawaguchi
Nathan Kawaguchi
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All of my life, I've been lies
Strugglin' to work on my cause
I know the danger of bottling anger
Right now, I'm a stranger to myself
Pray for me, I'm selfish
But, this anger, I can't help
And lately I'm, but a stranger
I fear, I'm a danger to myself
Ya, ya, Chvse
What would you say to yourself, if you knew you were damaged, and stuck in a cage?
And would you try helpin' yo'self, instead of just sayin' you' stuck in yo' ways?
See, we be helpin' each other, but never be helpin' the man in the mirror
We're livin' in fear, that vision is clear
We bitch and we moan, it's a fuckin' disgrace
Yeah, look
But, I can't even get out my head, no more
An' I'm lookin for another fuckin' option, bitch
But, I'm not sure, anymore
Could you tell me who I'm really meant to be?
I been searchin' for my fuckin' purpose
But it's deafening
Now, I'm trapped inside my head
I think I might go crazy, if this cycle will continue
Big an' spiteful, grab the rifle an' arm it for the minutes that I'm sad
Take my last fuckin' breath an' put the trigger to my head (my head)
All of my life, I've been lies
Strugglin' to work on my cause
I know the danger of bottling anger
Right now, I'm a stranger to myself
Pray for me, I'm selfish
But, this anger, I can't help
And lately I'm, but a stranger
I fear, I'm a danger to myself
Sometimes, I don't wanna be alive
Sometimes, I just wanna fuckin' die
Sometimes, I don't wanna be alive
Sometimes, I just wanna fuckin' die
Here we go, again
Satan's in my throat, again
Floating right above me
In my bed, like I don't notice him
Maybe I should go to him
I don't think I wrote to him
Why the fuck you lookin' at me?
You know, I say no to sin
I' been living in a nightmare
Everyday, I'm in a nightmare
You think this imagery, that I'm exhibitin's
Something I make up, an fine here?
Why don't you shut up and lie here?
Look at the knife in the high chair
You think I'm playin' wit' you?
Muh'fucker, you just shut up an' die here
All of my life, I've been lies
Strugglin' to work on my cause
I know the danger of bottling anger
Right now, I'm a stranger to myself
Pray for me, I'm selfish
But, this anger, I can't help
And lately I'm, but a stranger
I fear, I'm a danger to myself
I'm so damaged, all I do is panic
I'm the opposite of manic
All I am is fuckin' frantic, an'
I can't even stand it
All I do is lose the chances to live my life
I'm so numb, I can't even cry
I hate life
Cut out my heart, with a steak knife
Then, feed it to a muthafuckin' Great White
'Cause, that's how I feel, and I don't wanna hear that it ain't right
I'm drunk, got my finger on the trigger, but it can't aim right
Wait, it was water in a bottle, an' I'm sober as fuck
Never should've been the afraid type
This is the end
There is the ledge
All it take's a step
And then I'll be dead (there he goes)
Eva, all I wanna do is be with you
So, Mom, Dad, bores you too
All of my life, I've been lies
Strugglin' to work on my cause
I know the danger of bottling anger
Right now, I'm a stranger to myself
Pray for me, I'm selfish
But, this anger, I can't help
And lately I'm, but a stranger
I fear, I'm a danger to myself
(Myself, myself, myself...)
Written by: Chanler Hendrickson, Chase Halverson, James Tennapel, Jason Furlong, Nathan Kawaguchi
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