Wes my eyes are burning red, and thoughts of murder run through my head. oh my eyes are bloodshot red, put a bullet right through my head. i am my own bomb, i am my own slave. i hate my life now, and all of this is because if you. i wanna die, i hate myself. is anyone listening? no. i wanna lay low, but anda want a funeral. anda are a lie, and i am the liar. anda can all go fuck yourselves. all this poison inside my brain has diberikan false hope it's such a shame. i'm done, this is my last call. oh god just take me away
