KYS Song Pt. 2: The Kysinning

My heart won't stop pounding
It's beating in my chest
My body won't stop shaking
I'm trembling in my bed
And my brain won't stop thinking
And my mouth won't stop breathing
And my eyes won't stop blinking
And my mind won't stop reading

I want this to stop so fucking bad
I want you to come home and find me dead
I want to show you fuckers
What it means to be sad
I want release from my insanity
I want a bullet in my head

And I've been staring at this bottle
Of rubbing alcohol for hours
Thinking what would happen
If I downed the whole thing
I wish I had the goddamn courage
To take a fucking swig

And on nights like these
I swear to fuck I'd do it
If I wasn't a huge pussy
And on nights like these
I'm thankful for my towel
For soaking up all my tears and snot
And on nights like these
I write stupid punk songs
Cause how else do I let it out
And on nights like these
There's nothing I hate
More than myself
And on nights like these
The only thing I need
Is a goddamn reason to breathe

Now I hate everything
And I hate everyone
I hate this dying planet
And I hate the fucking sun
I hate the way it shines
I hate the heat it makes
Can't you see I'm already hot

And hives take over my skin
And all you fucks can see
The constant worry inside of me
And it's hard to hide that shit
And I feel like an attention seeking dick
When you make your comments
I just wish this would stop
I want it all to stop
I just wish I'd fucking drop
To the ground

And god knows I shouldn't be alive
I know for certain I deserve to die
I haven't contributed to anything
In my miserable fucking life

And what kind of asshole
Says he hates himself
But only writes songs
About himself
Fuck you Phoenix
You stupid piece of shit

Let's better this world one death at a time
As long as you, start with mine
I'll rip the strings outta my guitar
Tie them together, not making it far
Wrap them around my fucking neck
And soon enough you'll see me dead
And at least I can fucking say