Alcohol and alter boys de Bayside

There's a voice in my head telling me why i should hate you,
but i hate myself instead.
there's a pair of dead eyes in the mirror looking back at me.
i guess its wrong to live life so lifelessly.
Scars are tearing open along my palms and knees.
i guess thats what i should get for crawling back at your feet.
and now i'm feeling so down, that there's no god above.
no mercy for a soul thats just way too fucked up.
There's a pain in my chest growing stronger with every heartbeat.
now there's nothing left of me,
but empty bottles of pills and bacardi.
yes, i guess its wrong to live right.
Scars are tearing open along my palms and knees.
i guess thats what i should get for crawling back at your feet.
and now i'm feeling so down, that there's no god above.
no mercy for a soul thats just way too fucked up.
Leave me here to die