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Text: Bones Brigade. Focused. Future Impared.


Nothing matters, no, not to me
i've been bending backwards to be happy
not anymore, not after today
i'll stop living to please unless it's for me

i remember standing with my back to the world
with a blade kissing my wrist like the lips of a girl
i could see myself hanging from the ceiling
but as of late I've forgotten the feeling

offer me your heart and i'll swallow it whole
cause my unrequited feelings are 2 years old
and if i ended my life then i'd be better off
cause i can see it in your eyes that i never meant much

i remember standing with my back to the world
with a blade kissing my wrist like the lips of a girl
i could see myself hanging from the ceiling
but as of late I've forgotten the feeling

thanks for the reminder, it really helped
it's time to face up to the cards I've been dealt
since day 1 it's been all about you
so i sit here wondering what the fuck i should do

it feels like my world is imploding in on me
driving my car and aiming for trees
not really caring what i'm talking about
i should really think before i open my mouth

and you could give 2 shits about the pain i'm in
you're too busy being drunk with a shit eating grin
and if i don't matter why don't i die
i'm not far from it i'm not gonna lie

i've realized that i never meant much
is it time to say fucking lost?

you took me for a fool and i think you're right
because who in their right mind sleeps with a blade by their side
just tell me you love me, just say that you care
because i'm not just suicidal, i'm future impaired