The wounds start to appear
The razors always near
The real solution is clear
No one wants you here
We contemplate our end
Because the wounds never mend
We need someone with a hand to lend
Someone to help our wounds mend
You punch several walls
Apart your life falls
Your friends try to drag you to malls
But you won't answer their calls
You feel so damn done
Friends?
That's right you have none
To them you're just fun
Just a laugh
Oh you're so done
Just shoot yourself with that damn gun
