Irrelevant
Slit wrists, dead friends, no fair
And woah, eyes closed, no they really don't care
We all, Send metal through the air
We all, tell our story in a stare
Pop pills, pain kills, we're so irrelevant
And I, won't cry, not for the hell of it
And all, all you people lie
You leave us here to die
We got too many dead friends
Wake up, In a loop full of dead ends
Wake up, hear the news, I'm so depressive
Wake up and question everything
The decisions I'm making
The joy I been taking
They act so elated
But I couldn't fake it
And I couldn't take it
They lie to our faces
They tell us be patient
That we couldn't change it
Hard in the paint, wait don't wait
They all do the same thing, don't think
They called and the change came, I sank
Swore they had the wrong name, fuck fate
When I lost you I broke
Thinking about you I break
They blame it on the drugs
We blame it on the pain
Foot on my face
Gun to my head
I hope that they pull it
Cuz I'd rather be dead
Look at my eyes
You'll know I'm not lying
Look at my wrists bitch
I already been dying
Can't get much higher than this
They think I'm insane cuz high in this bitch
Like I lost my way, but we dying n shit
When one of us go we all die in this bitch
Slit wrists, dead friends, no fair
And woah, eyes closed, no they really don't care
We all, Send metal through the air
We all, tell our story in a stare
Pop pills, pain kills, we're so irrelevant
And I, won't cry, not for the hell of it
And all, all you people lie
You leave us here to die
They ripped my heart off my shirt sleeve
They do the most just to hurt me
I give em my all then they leave
I just need me a perky
I'm searching for feelings to feel
These feelings feel real, but really it's pills
They talking to us, like we don't know shit
The deceit is a part of the will
So much hate in they heart they kill
Why? for a bag or For thrill
I miss my brothers I feel for their mothers, still
And I wish I could hug em for real
I just see everything round me
And It feels like I'm drowning
The bottles too hollow
And I can't remember if anyone found me
I'm lost in the thought of a future without me
These people they doubt me
They tell me I'm not gonna make it cuz I get too faded
They don't wanna crown me
I guess I'm nothing cuz I do these drugs
Tat on my face, guess they think I'm the plug
Scars on my wrist, cuz they hated my love
I couldn't take it, the pain was enough
Slit wrists, dead friends, no fair
And woah, eyes closed, no they really don't care
We all, Send metal through the air
We all, tell our story in a stare
Pop pills, pain kills, we're so irrelevant
And I, won't cry, not for the hell of it
And all, all you people lie
You leave us here to die
Slit wrists, dead friends, no fair
And woah, eyes closed, no they really don't care
We all, Send metal through the air
We all, tell our story in a stare
Pop pills, pain kills, we're so irrelevant
And I, won't cry, not for the hell of it
And all, all you people lie
You leave us here to die
And woah, eyes closed, no they really don't care
We all, Send metal through the air
We all, tell our story in a stare
Pop pills, pain kills, we're so irrelevant
And I, won't cry, not for the hell of it
And all, all you people lie
You leave us here to die
We got too many dead friends
Wake up, In a loop full of dead ends
Wake up, hear the news, I'm so depressive
Wake up and question everything
The decisions I'm making
The joy I been taking
They act so elated
But I couldn't fake it
And I couldn't take it
They lie to our faces
They tell us be patient
That we couldn't change it
Hard in the paint, wait don't wait
They all do the same thing, don't think
They called and the change came, I sank
Swore they had the wrong name, fuck fate
When I lost you I broke
Thinking about you I break
They blame it on the drugs
We blame it on the pain
Foot on my face
Gun to my head
I hope that they pull it
Cuz I'd rather be dead
Look at my eyes
You'll know I'm not lying
Look at my wrists bitch
I already been dying
Can't get much higher than this
They think I'm insane cuz high in this bitch
Like I lost my way, but we dying n shit
When one of us go we all die in this bitch
Slit wrists, dead friends, no fair
And woah, eyes closed, no they really don't care
We all, Send metal through the air
We all, tell our story in a stare
Pop pills, pain kills, we're so irrelevant
And I, won't cry, not for the hell of it
And all, all you people lie
You leave us here to die
They ripped my heart off my shirt sleeve
They do the most just to hurt me
I give em my all then they leave
I just need me a perky
I'm searching for feelings to feel
These feelings feel real, but really it's pills
They talking to us, like we don't know shit
The deceit is a part of the will
So much hate in they heart they kill
Why? for a bag or For thrill
I miss my brothers I feel for their mothers, still
And I wish I could hug em for real
I just see everything round me
And It feels like I'm drowning
The bottles too hollow
And I can't remember if anyone found me
I'm lost in the thought of a future without me
These people they doubt me
They tell me I'm not gonna make it cuz I get too faded
They don't wanna crown me
I guess I'm nothing cuz I do these drugs
Tat on my face, guess they think I'm the plug
Scars on my wrist, cuz they hated my love
I couldn't take it, the pain was enough
Slit wrists, dead friends, no fair
And woah, eyes closed, no they really don't care
We all, Send metal through the air
We all, tell our story in a stare
Pop pills, pain kills, we're so irrelevant
And I, won't cry, not for the hell of it
And all, all you people lie
You leave us here to die
Slit wrists, dead friends, no fair
And woah, eyes closed, no they really don't care
We all, Send metal through the air
We all, tell our story in a stare
Pop pills, pain kills, we're so irrelevant
And I, won't cry, not for the hell of it
And all, all you people lie
You leave us here to die
Credits
Writer(s): Elias Brockway
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