Breaking Teeth
It feels like I'm breaking teeth
On every bite of life I take
Walking through shards of glass
Dying to feel something else
Bound to this place by sheer contempt
So numb, can't remember the last time I wept
Repressing my need for anyone or anything
The longer I'm alive, the more I feel detached
From the people around me
The more I learn about the world, the less I want to see
I don't give a fuck
And why should I?
We're all killing ourselves one day at a time
Whether on purpose or whether on accident
It won't negate the fact
We can't take it back
Voices keep screaming in my head
"Die die die, why aren't you fucking dead?"
Voices keep screaming
"Die, die, die!"
What's the point being alive when you're empty inside?
(Generation of the broken)
(Not the life we would have chosen)
(Generation of the broken)
Well, there's no hoping
They say one day we will live in a time of love and peace
Maybe I'm pessimistic
I think that's a childish dream
And now if I'm being honest, it's time to face reality
We're all a bunch of zombies thriving off of apathy
I'm so fucking sick of coping
I'm so fucking sick of coping!
It feels like I'm breaking teeth
On every bite of life I take
Walking through shards of glass
Dying to feel something else
Bound to this place by sheer contempt
So numb, can't remember the last time I wept
Repressing my need for anyone or anything
On every bite of life I take
Walking through shards of glass
Dying to feel something else
Bound to this place by sheer contempt
So numb, can't remember the last time I wept
Repressing my need for anyone or anything
The longer I'm alive, the more I feel detached
From the people around me
The more I learn about the world, the less I want to see
I don't give a fuck
And why should I?
We're all killing ourselves one day at a time
Whether on purpose or whether on accident
It won't negate the fact
We can't take it back
Voices keep screaming in my head
"Die die die, why aren't you fucking dead?"
Voices keep screaming
"Die, die, die!"
What's the point being alive when you're empty inside?
(Generation of the broken)
(Not the life we would have chosen)
(Generation of the broken)
Well, there's no hoping
They say one day we will live in a time of love and peace
Maybe I'm pessimistic
I think that's a childish dream
And now if I'm being honest, it's time to face reality
We're all a bunch of zombies thriving off of apathy
I'm so fucking sick of coping
I'm so fucking sick of coping!
It feels like I'm breaking teeth
On every bite of life I take
Walking through shards of glass
Dying to feel something else
Bound to this place by sheer contempt
So numb, can't remember the last time I wept
Repressing my need for anyone or anything
Credits
Writer(s): Lee Albrecht, Tyler Lane Tate
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