7 Years
No sense, can't make out a single fucking thing
Just numb, out of touch, cannot feel a fucking thing
Lowlife, a bitter broken man, fit the label like a glove
Cause I'm never enough for those I love
Bash my head in
Fuck you, I hate you
Staring in the mirror
Broken glass never clearer
Self-disgust, what the fuck
Can't shake it, can't take it
Only thing going for me
I never faked it
Unwanted, I'm always stuck
Just a worn down motherfucker with bad luck
Caring too much for those who don't give a fuck
All I have left is my bad luck
Bad luck
Out of touch
Lost my trust
Shadow of who I once was
Self-destruct
I've had enough
Turn to dust
Corroding like I'm made from rust
Fucked up
No more love
Closed shut
Stuck here in this fucking rut
Self-destruct
I've had enough
Turn to dust
Corroding like I'm made from rust
No sense, can't make out a single fucking thing
Just numb, out of touch, cannot feel a fucking thing
Lowlife, a bitter broken man, fit the label like a glove
Cause I'm never enough for those I love
(No sense, can't make out a single fucking thing
Just numb, out of touch, cannot feel a fucking thing
Lowlife, a bitter broken man, fit the label like a glove
Cause I'm never enough for those I love)
No sense, can't make out a single fucking thing
Just numb, out of touch, cannot feel a fucking thing
Lowlife, a bitter broken man, fit the label like a glove
Cause I'm never enough for those I love
Shatter the glass cause the man in the mirror isn't real
Staring back at me is a man who could never feel
I guess it's true that you reap what you sow
Put the gun to my head, pull the trigger, and reload
Six bullets to the brain do you see me
Tried to end the pain but I won't rest in peace
Sew shut my eyes
Hide from the world I despise
Sick son of a bitch
Never heal, no stitch
Just numb, out of touch, cannot feel a fucking thing
Lowlife, a bitter broken man, fit the label like a glove
Cause I'm never enough for those I love
Bash my head in
Fuck you, I hate you
Staring in the mirror
Broken glass never clearer
Self-disgust, what the fuck
Can't shake it, can't take it
Only thing going for me
I never faked it
Unwanted, I'm always stuck
Just a worn down motherfucker with bad luck
Caring too much for those who don't give a fuck
All I have left is my bad luck
Bad luck
Out of touch
Lost my trust
Shadow of who I once was
Self-destruct
I've had enough
Turn to dust
Corroding like I'm made from rust
Fucked up
No more love
Closed shut
Stuck here in this fucking rut
Self-destruct
I've had enough
Turn to dust
Corroding like I'm made from rust
No sense, can't make out a single fucking thing
Just numb, out of touch, cannot feel a fucking thing
Lowlife, a bitter broken man, fit the label like a glove
Cause I'm never enough for those I love
(No sense, can't make out a single fucking thing
Just numb, out of touch, cannot feel a fucking thing
Lowlife, a bitter broken man, fit the label like a glove
Cause I'm never enough for those I love)
No sense, can't make out a single fucking thing
Just numb, out of touch, cannot feel a fucking thing
Lowlife, a bitter broken man, fit the label like a glove
Cause I'm never enough for those I love
Shatter the glass cause the man in the mirror isn't real
Staring back at me is a man who could never feel
I guess it's true that you reap what you sow
Put the gun to my head, pull the trigger, and reload
Six bullets to the brain do you see me
Tried to end the pain but I won't rest in peace
Sew shut my eyes
Hide from the world I despise
Sick son of a bitch
Never heal, no stitch
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Writer(s): Michael Albrecht, Kyle Lindstrom
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