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I don't wanna be here no more..

donderdag 8 april 2010 om 21:00

I got it bad,
You don't know how bad I got it.
You got it easy,
You don't know when you got it good.
It's getting harder,
Just keeping life and soul together.
I'm sick of fighting,
Even though I know I should.
The cold is biting,
Through each and every nerve and fibre.
My broken spirit is frozen to the core.
Don't wanna be here no more.


Wouldn't it be good to be in your shoes,
Even if it was for just one day?
Wouldn't it be good if we could wish ourselves away?

You must be joking,
You don't know a thing about it.
You've got no problem,
I'd stay right there if it were you.
I got it harder,
You couldn't dream how hard it got it.
Stay out of my shoes,
If you know what's good for you.
The heat is stifling,
Burning me up from the inside.
The sweat is dripping from each and every pore.
Don't wanna be here no more,
Don't wanna be here no more.


Wouldn't it be good to be in your shoes,
Even if it was for just one day?
Wouldn't it be good if we could wish ourselves away?
Wouldn't it be good to be on your side?
The grass is always greener over there.
Wouldn't it be good if we could live without a care?
Without a care.

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There's a look on your face I would like to knock out
See the sin in your grin and the shape of your mouth
All I want is to see you in terrible pain
Though we won't ever meet I'll remember your name

Can't believe you were once just like anyone else
Then you grew and became like the devil himself
Pray to God I can think of a kind thing to say
But I don't think I can
So fuck you anyway

You are scum
You are scum
And I hope that you know
That the cracks in your smile are beginning to show
Now the world needs to see that it's time you should go
There's no light in your eyes and your brain is too slow

Can't believe you were once just like anyone else
Then you grew and became like the devil himself
Pray to God I can think of a kind thing to say
But I don't think I can
So fuck you anyway

So fuck you anyway
So fuck you anyway
So fuck you anyway
So fuck you anyway
So fuck you anyway

Bet you sleep like a child with your thumb in your mouth
I could creep up beside, put a gun in your mouth
Makes me sick when I hear all the shit that you say
So much crap coming out, it must take you all day

There's a space kept in hell with your name on the seat
With a spike in the chair just to make it complete
When you look at yourself do you see what I see?
If you do, why the fuck are you looking at me?

Why the fuck are you looking at me?

Why the fuck
Why the fuck are you looking at me?

There's a time for us all and I think yours has been
Can you please hurry up, 'cause I find you obscene
I can't wait for the day that you're never around
When that face isn't here and you rot underground

Can't believe you were once just like anyone else
Then you grew and became like the devil himself
Pray to God I can think of a kind thing to say
But I don't think I can
So fuck you anyway