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Black thoughts fill my brain making me crazy
This I can't take, what to make of this fakery
Trickery, crimes that form pure insanity
It's not fair to me for me to be this, see
For me to feel this way, every single day I say
That there is no way this should be, but all I see
Are demons and everything is decieving
Just fooling my eyes, people I thought were on my side
Family and friends blow my mind, and I find all it is
It's a crime and my anger builds up within and I
Want to scream and scream, throw my soul up in a bind
I hope you'll find in time the answer to keep your dreams from dyin
It's too late to save my life; rage, fear, pain, and my body dies
My bad days
I don't know what is real
My mad days
Don't give a fuck, I'll kill
My sad days
Fuck the world, it's suicide
But on the mad days
Get back or everybody dies
Blood is gushing within my mind
I'm so fucking scared, crying all the damn time
It's a sign when your friends laugh behind your back
You should take a knife, cause they'll stab you like that
So strike it first, anger takes control, and your blood runs cold
In your body the specter of death floats in like a ghost
Soon shades of your past come spinning back
And forcefeed you the mistakes you made from the past
You won't have it, it's too sad to recall the death
Of your hope, love, happiness; no longer feel regret
Anger is the key to control, a security blanket
But when it all comes out, then it turns frightnin
Then it's the axe of the execution you're signin
My bad days
I don't know what is real
My mad days
Don't give a fuck, I'll kill
My sad days
Fuck the world, it's suicide
But on the mad days
Get back or everybody dies
No! No! Make the anger stop
Shut the fuck up now
Shut the fuck up now
No! No! Make the anger stop
Shut the fuck up now
Shut the fuck up now
Fuck you all
Fuck the world
Fuck everything
I'm gonna kill!
Fuck you all
Fuck the world
Fuck everything
I'm gonna kill
Death, darkness, cold, hate
Pain, sadness, empathy, rage
Doom, despair, insanity,
Take my life away
The world will bleed!
My bad days
I don't know what is real
My mad days
Don't give a fuck, I'll kill
My sad days
Fuck the world, it's suicide
But on the mad days
Get back or everybody dies
My bad days
I don't know what is real
My mad days
Don't give a fuck, I'll kill
My sad days
Fuck the world, it's suicide
But on the mad days
Get back or everybody dies
AAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!
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