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Text: Sum 41. Screaming Bloody Murder. Screaming Bloody Murder.

I'm not quite myself these days
Guess we all come undone time to time in different ways
Well, I have myself to blame
Guess I don't understand I need help in many ways

God's got a plan for me
Well, I'm gonna tell you one thing
I don't got the patience or the time
What can I say? I'm no angel
I'm not forsaken but I can bleed

Tear me open, I believe
God will set you up to bleed
And no one can deceive what is meant to be
And "Bloody murder" we will scream

Well, I guess it's time for me
Tell me what I'm left to believe in
'Cause I don't know the concept of the pain
I don't want the faith, I'll just lose it
I can prove it, watch me bleed

Tear me open, I believe
God will set you up to bleed
And no one can deceive what is meant to be
And "Bloody murder" we will scream
God will set you up to tear me open

'Cause I'm not giving up, no self-control
Suffocated to the bone
I'm my worst enemy who can't be saved
I'm just his disgrace

Tear me open, I believe
God will set you up to bleed
And no one can deceive what is meant to be
And "Bloody murder" we will scream
God will set you up to tear me open

These days are strange, it's true
There's not a thing that I would change
No mistakes that I'd undo