Tytuł: Decisions

• Wykonawca: Wakefield
• Wyświetleń: 300

Decisions, decisions
  My minds blowing into your screen
  Television disrupting the sound of the tears
  In the kitchen where my mom first threw a knife at me
  Mom I said I was sorry
  I'm sitting alone
  I need someone to hold
  My heart hurts.
  Decisions to make
  Am I ready to take my life away?
  
  Suck it up kid
  You're about to die anyway
  Your dad's wasted
  Your mom's on crack
  Your brother's gay.
  Never mind that
  Take a .22 to your mouth
  And blow your brains out
  I'm sitting alone
  I need someone to hold
  My heart hurts.
  Decisions to make
  Am I ready to take my life away?
  
  I'm drowning here
  To seal the flame
  We're happy I will see you all in hell
  I can't stop there
  To say, again
  The reason we're blown away
  
  Away....
  Away.....
  Awayyyyy......
  
  Decisions, decisions
  My mind's blowing into the screen
  Television disrupting the sound of the tears
  Never mind
  Take a .22 to your mouth
  And blow your brains out
  I'm sitting alone
  I need someone to hold
  My heart hurts
  Decisions to make
  Am I ready to take my life AWAY