Getting Past the Gray Tape

All I've ever seen out of life
Are reasons that I want to die
Die

My ethnicity is that of unwanted
Unrecognized
It only hurts every time that I don't die
I like a good plunge off a rooftop
And a nice walk in the forest of suicide
Hey clap your hands
Celebrate bleak times

We all want an encore
I hope my flatline performance isn't poor
Because living is so expensive
And the cost is my desire to proceed
The shaky hand with the trigger in a short space
This is truly up to me
Tears shed are no ones choice
If a fuck is truly what you're giving
Silently you love me
But I'm dying with the pain cranked up
I'm screaming with the harm at full fucking blast The bowl is cashed
I just hope you liked tonight
I just hope you liked tonight
It'll be the last
It'll be the last of one more fucking light

We all want an encore
I hope my flatline performance isn't poor
Roses for the grand finale
Did I meet your expectations
Did I meet your expectations



Credits
Writer(s): Brandon James Mitchell
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