Laughing Stock

I've accepted my defeat
I've made my bed but I refuse to sleep
I'm not happy
I never was
I never will be

I'll lower myself down
While you all just stand around
Why are you all so fucking happy?

Let me be the punchline to your joke

Manic, psychotic
I think I've fucking lost it
I can't be helped
I'm in this hell
And there's no fucking way
That I'll be leaving

Maybe I'll slit my wrists
Just to feel something
Better than this



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Martin, Christopher Vernon, Jack Van Vliet, Jarod Mclaren, Jonathan Hawkey, Oliver Butler
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