Black thoughts fill my brain making me crazy This I can't take, what to make of this fakery Trickery, crimes that form pure insanity It's not fair to me for me to be this, see For me to feel this way, every single day I say That there is no way this should be, but all I see Are demons and everything is decieving Just fooling my eyes, people I thought were on my side Family and friends blow my mind, and I find all it is It's a crime and my anger builds up within and I Want to scream and scream, throw my soul up in a bind I hope you'll find in time the answer to keep your dreams from dyin It's too late to save my life; rage, fear, pain, and my body dies
My bad days I don't know what is real My mad days Don't give a fuck, I'll kill My sad days Fuck the world, it's suicide But on the mad days Get back or everybody dies
Blood is gushing within my mind I'm so fucking scared, crying all the damn time It's a sign when your friends laugh behind your back You should take a knife, cause they'll stab you like that So strike it first, anger takes control, and your blood runs cold In your body the specter of death floats in like a ghost Soon shades of your past come spinning back And forcefeed you the mistakes you made from the past You won't have it, it's too sad to recall the death Of your hope, love, happiness; no longer feel regret Anger is the key to control, a security blanket But when it all comes out, then it turns frightnin Then it's the axe of the execution you're signin
My bad days I don't know what is real My mad days Don't give a fuck, I'll kill My sad days Fuck the world, it's suicide But on the mad days Get back or everybody dies
No! No! Make the anger stop Shut the fuck up now Shut the fuck up now
No! No! Make the anger stop Shut the fuck up now Shut the fuck up now
Fuck you all Fuck the world Fuck everything I'm gonna kill!
Fuck you all Fuck the world Fuck everything I'm gonna kill
Death, darkness, cold, hate Pain, sadness, empathy, rage Doom, despair, insanity, Take my life away The world will bleed!
My bad days I don't know what is real My mad days Don't give a fuck, I'll kill My sad days Fuck the world, it's suicide But on the mad days Get back or everybody dies
My bad days I don't know what is real My mad days Don't give a fuck, I'll kill My sad days Fuck the world, it's suicide But on the mad days Get back or everybody dies