Lyrics
I wake up with the same old nihilistic tendency
I waste my life away by staying up and sleeping in
And I'm the culprit of my rancid bleeding murder suicide
All that potential down the drain, oh what a shame
Well, it looks like I'm back here again
The place where I don't care about anything
I've been smoking like a gun
Ever since my future went missing
Retrace my footsteps to find parts of me killed by reality
And further entrails from some self-inflicted bullet wounds
Because I just don't care anymore, the world is cold and ugly
Robbed me of my oxygen and made me breathe
Well, it looks like I'm back here again
The place where I don't care about anything
Still water underneath my skin
So bleed the part of me that holds me down
If I find it in me, I can change
Flowers blooming from the gore of everything
A little wood glue and some screws
Returns the half-heart to a whole