You're pissing me off
you're making me mad
you're turning my face blood red
you're twisting my heart
you're turning it bad
you're determining if i should be dead
what do i do?
there's nothing i can
i feel like I'm second rate
someone who's nothing
not even a man
why do i feel second rate?
the hate i have
is more than hate
it's a huge desire to kill
it will be an accident
something I'll hate
against my own free will
blood on my hands
a life on my shoulders
what am i supposed to do now?
a lump in my throat
like a 14 pound boulder
sweat dripping down from my brow
sirens are screaming
lights are flashing
people show up in black and blue
thrown to the ground
with no force of meaning
i think to myself
what did i do?
sitting in the back
my hands have no movement
tears fall down from my eyes
cuz i know that today
after my descent
will be the last day i see blue skies
