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I\'m wasted, I\'ve wasted, my whole life
Trying to understand it
I\'m wasted, I\'ve wasted all my time
Only to realize, this whole life is a lie

I had a dream, you laughed and started mockin me
I had a dream, your heart can bleed, let\'s have some anarchy
I scream to God, please save my heart, I\'m dyin all alone
My greatest fear has come to pass, my heart has turned to stone

A black heart. My head hurts.
Life\'s priceless? What\'s death worth?
Can anybody hear me call?
Can anyone even see me at all?

I used to breathe, I used to feel, I even used to love
Right on the edge, I cry for help, although you like to shove
Perhaps this is all just a really bad dream?
Then please tell me why I bleed in my sleep!?!

My head\'s hot, my heart\'s cold.
My tears fall. My scarred soul
My lungs bleed, as I plead for your love.
I scream up above, it seems there\'s no love...

How do you feel, how do you heal, from wounds you can\'t see?
My faith, my strength is only matched by: \"how low can chance be?\"
Between two evils, my rise and demise recieved the same fate
Please dry my eyes, as I die like Christ, between hope and hate

I wrote a song of sorrow in my homeroom
You may not care to see, but I have so much to show you
I couldn\'t do it, even though I tried with all my might
My mom said I was good for nothing, I guess she was prolly right

My ears start to bleed as I hear the sound of my own voice
Don\'t wanna touch me, but I\'ll make you feel me, there\'s no choice
My soul has eyes, can feel your lies, yet I still let you hurt me
Think fast, happiness is in my grasp, yet I feel I\'m not worthy

My whole life, it\'s only---
Wasted time. It\'s boring.
A dark room. I\'m lonely.
It\'s so cold. Please hold me.

I never understood, now I see you hate me cuz I\'m different
That\'s why I keep the pen in motion, but I\'d rather stab you with it
I\'d rather stab my own heart, but it\'s so small, I\'d miss it
I cried, I tried to warn you about this, but you never listen

This is a one man mission, that I cannot complete
It\'s brand new, yet I feel obscure and obsolete
It feels so wrong, yet you sing songs with acoustic guitars
My heart will bleed, but it\'s alright, I\'m so used to my scars...