I've misplaced my sanity like I do my house keys.
It's in the morning and I need a few more hours of snoring
Some kids complain about how their life is so boring
I complain about how my debt to the devil is soaring
I sold my soul for six pills of Xanax , half a bottle of Vodka and an album of Nirvana
I pursue this persona of a perfect soul
In reality my insides are very cold
My life is full of resentment , regret, rue ,remorse , and other alliterations
I've never had a good vibration unless in came in plastic 2 AA batteries and was full of magic
It's tragic how under 21 I hate everything under the sun.
I just want my life to be set and done
I took my 9 millimeter gun and placed it at my head
I didn't have the courage to make my self dead.
I can't even commit suicide right .
I loathe everything in sight
I hate my boyfriend and his tiny little balls
How everything he says is dull
How I want to take a bat and ram it into his skull
I won't perish this relationship anytime soon
Because I rather be with him than alone and out of tune
I'm desperately trying to end the pain while I'm broken dejected and stained