Consumed with doubt I don't know where to start
With this technicolour scar on the centre of my heart
But I guess, I suppose I ought to try and expose why I'm like this
Maybe come to terms with my vices
All I see haunts me
I'll put my head in that noose
Like I've nothing to lose I'll put your head in that noose like I've got nothing to prove
I've got that false serenity in an ssri
You wanna be the fucking hero
Then I guess I'm the bad guy
Built to believe that redemption is free
With suicidal thoughts you even said to me
It's hard getting clean
With a fucked heart, won't start
A thin paradox, not beating hard With trust bleeding out all over the ground
And forgiveness not sight to be found
Here I am again with a bloody pen
Like a knife to fragile skin
You think you know
But you don't know shit
All it takes, is the wrong time and place these days
So I'm raising stakes now
Another piece of shit In Adidas NMDs
Look at me!
No sympathy
A pseudo sigh of relief
At the thought that everything is gonna be how it should be
A pseudo sigh of relief
You think you got away
With making me look so fucking guilty
And I've still got blood to bleed
You should have buried me
