It ain't no point to me
Waking up
Everybody's time
Im taking up
I got nobody
It ain't a shoulder near
I can't stay here and
It's colder there
I don't wanna look back 'cause
It's gonna hurt
I slice my wrist and
It's gonna squirt
For me
Everybody holds a hate
I get backstabbed and
Everybody holds the stake
-suicide hotline insane clown posse
