Cut my life into pieces
This is my last resort
Suffocation no breathing
Don't give a -blam!- if I cut my arm bleeding
This is my last resort,
Cut my life into pieces this is my last resort
suffocation no breathing don't give a -blam!- if I cut my arm bleeding
Do you even care if I die bleeding?
Would it be wrong would it be right
If I took my life tonight
Chances are that I might
Mutilation out of sight
And I'm contemplating suicide,
Cause I'm losing my sight,losing my mind wish somebody would tell me I'm fine
Losing my sight losing my mind wish somebody would tell me I'm fine
I never realised I was spread to thin, till it was too late and I was empty within hungry, feeding on chaos and living on sin
Downward spiral, where do I begin,
It all started when I lost my mother no love for myself and no love for another searching for love on a higher level finding nothing but questions and devils
Cause I'm losing my sight,losing my mind wish somebody would tell me I'm fine
Losing my sight losing my mind wish somebody would tell me I'm fine
Nothing's alright, nothing is fine
I'm running and I'm crying
I'm crying
I'm crying
I'm crying
I'm crying
I can't go on living this way
Cut my life into pieces
This is my last resort
Suffocation no breathing
Don't give a -blam!- if I cut my arm bleeding
Would it be wrong would it be right if I took my life tonight chances are that I might
Mutilation out of sight
And I'm contemplating Suicide
Cause I'm losing my sight,losing my mind wish somebody would tell me I'm fine
Losing my sight losing my mind wish somebody would tell me I'm fine
Nothing's alright, nothing is fine
I'm running and I'm crying
I can't go on living this way
Can't go on, living this way, nothing's alright
English
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Papa Roach - Last Resort, amirite?
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Indeed you are