I put my roots in the ground
Desperately trying to grow
But the second I tried to move
They only dragged me below
I feel like I'm missing every opportunity
That every face I see is secretly
Laughing at me
So fucking sick of trying to be
The best man I can be
So give me a noose and a chair
Let this rope set me free.
I wanna make you feel
The same way you made me:
Broken, desperate, tired and weak.
I'll take a fucking hammer to both of your knees;
Pull out your tongue so you won't ever fucking speak to me.
I'm too stubborn to move on
Too stunted to grow
All my habits and routines
Left me trapped in a hole, Oh
Safe, safe
These should have kept me safe
Erased, Scared and I'm feeling out of place
I should have moved on
I should have learned how to grow
I should have left this behind
But I stuck with what I know
I know I'll never belong
I know I was wrong all along
I know I tried to stay strong
I know you won't
Miss
Me
When
I'm
GONE
If pessimism is a crime, then I am guilty till I die
I'll let my body rest in dirt
I hope my soul will fucking fry.