I've been fucked up since a child, running away from my emotions

Toking on the crystal ash, fiending for numbness I was hoping

All the pain and sorrow of this world would vanquish hollow tips

Enter my brain in dreams of peace I'll rest in vein just look at the scars on my wrist

Always felt dead, avoided the light to let the darkness in

Stepping on my grave, feeling the weight of my own burden so why the fuck am I still here if I just fuck shit up

Take my soul but know it's empty, my whole life's a front

Coping through the pain and trauma with a knife on my wrist

Contemplate death and other ways to rid the hell that I lived

I was fucked up in the mind living in vein I sought my agony

Drowning in my pain to please a person filled with envy

I was

Crying out for help but no one could hear me

My voice turned to stone, just a kid on his lonely

Fucked up lies told to ease the pain but killed my smile

Just a boy filled with red until he bleeds and ichor's dripping wild