Artist: bayside
Song: alcohol and alter boys
There's a voice in my head
Telling me why I should hate you
But I hate myself instead
There's a pair of dead eyes in the mirror
Looking back at me, I
Guess its wrong to live life
So lifelessly
Scars are tearing open along my palms and knees
I guess that's what I should get
For crawlin' back at your feet
And now I'm feeling so down that there's no God above
And no mercy for a soul that's just way too fucked up
There's a pain in my chest
Growing stronger with every heartbeat
Now there's nothing left of me
But empty bottles of pills and Bacardi, yes, I
Guess it's wrong to live life
Scars are tearing open along my palms and knees
I guess that's what I should get
For crawlin' back at your feet
And now I'm feeling so down that there's no God above
No mercy for a soul
Leave me here to die
Leave me here to die
Scars are tearing open along my palms and knees
I guess that's what I should get
For crawlin' back at your feet
And now I'm feeling so down that there's no God above
No mercy for a soul that's just way too fucked up
