Eugh, eugh
Thoughts of death
(Thoughts of death)
Sticking to my head
Hot breath on my neck
Covered in sweat
Can't enjoy a fucking thing I've got till its left raw
Here I go again
Im sorry to all of my friends that think that I forgot about them
But the truth is
I haven't been proud of keeping my head down to the ground
And I hope you're one to see it
If you're still around when I figure myself out
It's easy to be disappointed until it don't come home
Until you see that I'm alone
Lookin' at that picture
Askin' yourself where did the time go
All I wanted was for you to come home
Haunted by the living
I will never know peace (know peace)
No fucking peace
No
Fucking
Peace
