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My mind is racing at a billion kilometres an hour and not getting anywhere. Fuck I need to cry And scream And pull out my hair Like a good little manic depressive boy Maybe it'll make me feel better Chances are it won't I don't care I wanna do something more stupid To alleviate the insane pressure That stupid things make me feel Goddamn "Sometimes I feel like a whore" Everclear (You Make Me Feel Like a Whore) Sometimes, even I feel like a whore Fuck, Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck My hair is falling out already anyway I don't even need to pull it A fucking comb does just fine I think I'm a little stressed I just whip out the knife Roll up my sleeve And say hi to a passing thought in the summertime The first one was fine The second one hurt And scared me to death It didn't scar It didn't even bleed But it hurt And it made me throw up I'll be right back And I did And I hated myself for it For everything, I mean It's not like me to be so stoic I never was Never will be But outside it's snowing And everything is fine Because you're not inside And I'm not right In my own mind But that's ok Because I've got things That no one else does I've got my mental health It has never been as sick as now But it's all I've got I've got to go Go away Don't come back Come back to your home House of pain And whips and chains Isn't that kinky? No, it's normal And you're all fucked up Because it couldn't be me I'm right as rain Rain on me And my fucking parade I'm damn proud Of something I know nothing about "Breathing fire doesn't look good on a resume Neither does anything else we do Gotta get ready for the real world" -Everclear (The Twistinside) The knife is just sitting in front of me Tempting me Asking me Take me Use me Cut you Please you Hurt you Fuck you Fuck everyone and everything Or something something I'm going to do something really stupid Really soon Is the deadline Dead end Dead boy Dead who? Dead when? Didn't you hear? I so much care I would have been there I would have shared Put back the hair Put in back in your pants Or I'll cut the little fucker off You know I want to But you did it to yourself And myself Who's self? Your self is my self You can have them both I don't need mine Fuck my soul too It's not like I need it Maybe I'll wear white tomorrow I could use a cane But that has been done And done again Thought what is one more time In the grand scheme of things So if I beat him to the point Where he won't get up Not because he doesn't want to I will feel better about myself And people will thank me and my self Because you know how everyone loves a hero In bloodstains From bloodlust But that's the fun part Drinking it down The glory, I mean Do you think I'm crazy? Separate question, you fuck Fucked Fucker Fuckee Or maybe just fuck "When no one is around She talks to herself" -Everclear (Pale Green Stars) If I had a million dollars Someone would kill me And I'd give it to them Because they would deserve it Do me a favour Will you? (sing song chorus) Repeat over and over Until you blow apart I'm tired I need You know A gun Have fun! Have fun? Have fun� |