I wear a smile on my face that doesn't reach my eyes.
I keep my distance from everyone so they don't see my lies.
I lock myself into my room and turn the music high.
I wonder if anyone would care if tonight I die.
I contemplate the deeds I've done my wicked past still bright,
I think about the ones I've hurt till I can't sleep at night.
I look to the new gun I bought trying to see the light,
I wonder why the thought of death gives me not a fright.
I look back and I try to see where I could have gone so wrong,
I think if my life were put to music it would be so sad a song.
I let out the things I've bottled up and held inside so long,
I think as the hammer falls into place, In the next life I'll belong.
