Razorblades turning in my head
dive into a bottle cuz the walls are turning red
trapped in a hell, i got nothing inside
scowling at the world thorugh these bloodshot eyes
the walls are closing in, i'm running out of time
demons in my head, rip out my f**king mind
rotting away in this misery
gotta escape, this life ain't for me
(chorus)
escape this dead end life
escape the hate and strife
escape this f**king life
gotta escape, gotta escape
waht's the f**king point, why should i go on
day after day, still sick in the head
no one to trust and the walls are still red
keeps getting worse i tell you i'm alright
blacked out drunk, every night after night
rotting away in this misery
gotta escape, this life ain't for me
(chorus)
