But my heart into pieces, this is my last resort. So vacation, no breathing, no guilt, till I'm lying or breathing. That's it. That's the music that you listen to.

It's 11 degrees and I can see my breath so I know I'm breathing but I got no pulse I swear that the name of my heart a beat and I'm gonna get back to the back of Sun leave my gun I don't need for this one. I'm finding the silver lining and I might have a hope trying to keep my wrist close

I wish I was special, you're so fucking special *********, ********* But I'm a creep, and I'm a weirdo What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here

I kissed the scars on her skin I still think you're beautiful But I never want to lose my best friend

Do you look like you listen to some like brain art so I can brain you and help you and

4 big guys and they grab on my thighs blow up my guts like forth of July if they keep fucking my but then I might just cry

Hey what's up I will definitely say rock 'n' roll or rap

I can't tell if your 16 or 35

You look like you've listened to some Twilight tracks on repeat, bro. Saying that you listen to emo music is too easy, but you probably listen to some heavy be medalist on it bro.

you told me think about it well I did no I don't want to feel a thing anymore I'm trying to beg for the things that I want I'm over sleeping like a dog on the I imagine living like a king someday