SHITLIFE
Shit life!
I just can't take it anymore
I've got a gun in my mouth, with my head on the floor
I just can't take it anymore
I'm losing all of my friends, got nothing left to live for
I sit alone, and I can't help but think, "why"?
My fucking friends have to die, all in the blink of an eye
Why?
Wishing that I could push these feelings aside, but I'm too fucked up inside
'Cause I just couldn't say bye
Dead friends, dead ends
It all begins to blend, and now I can't make amends
Now I'm just waiting for my shitty fucking life to end
How did it come to this?
Why don't you come and grant my mother fucking death wish
This fear of growing up has been wearing me thin
And I can't pretend that I'm comfortable in my own skin
Fuck!
I'd pray to God if he'd listen, but he's too busy with his children
So I run with the devil because he gets it
They say repent for your sins, but I'm too busy fitting in
Aren't you sick of fighting battles you can never win?
I just can't take it anymore
I've got a gun in my mouth, with my head on the floor
I just can't take it anymore
I'm losing all of my friends, got nothing left to live for
I don't give a damn what path I choose
They say it's easy to stray when you've got nothing to lose
I don't give a damn what path I choose
I'll fucking take my own life
Yeah, what's it to you?
Yeah, what's it to you?
Yeah, yeah, what's it to you?
The fear of growing up has worn me too thin
And I have never been so uncomfortable in my own skin
Shit life!
I just can't take it anymore
I've got a gun in my mouth, with my head on the floor
I just can't take it anymore
I'm losing all of my friends, got nothing left to live for
I sit alone, and I can't help but think, "why"?
My fucking friends have to die, all in the blink of an eye
Why?
Wishing that I could push these feelings aside, but I'm too fucked up inside
'Cause I just couldn't say bye
Dead friends, dead ends
It all begins to blend, and now I can't make amends
Now I'm just waiting for my shitty fucking life to end
How did it come to this?
Why don't you come and grant my mother fucking death wish
This fear of growing up has been wearing me thin
And I can't pretend that I'm comfortable in my own skin
Fuck!
I'd pray to God if he'd listen, but he's too busy with his children
So I run with the devil because he gets it
They say repent for your sins, but I'm too busy fitting in
Aren't you sick of fighting battles you can never win?
I just can't take it anymore
I've got a gun in my mouth, with my head on the floor
I just can't take it anymore
I'm losing all of my friends, got nothing left to live for
I don't give a damn what path I choose
They say it's easy to stray when you've got nothing to lose
I don't give a damn what path I choose
I'll fucking take my own life
Yeah, what's it to you?
Yeah, what's it to you?
Yeah, yeah, what's it to you?
The fear of growing up has worn me too thin
And I have never been so uncomfortable in my own skin
Shit life!
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Writer(s): Nicholas Miller, Justin Johnson, Jacob O'shaughnessy
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