Texty: Adolescents. Self Destruct.

I'm looking back on stupid things I've said
Was that really me or was I misled
Not even a smile 'cause it's been done before
And you don't think it's funny anymore

Crying I'm sorry, I'm out of my head
End up fixing junk instead
Taken too much I've nothing to give
I got no reason left to live

Stupid kid you don't really know
But I'm a time bomb ready to go
Is it really fair it's not up to you to decide
But hitting your arm is slow suicide

Crying I'm sorry, I'm out of my head
End up fixing junk instead
Taken too much I've got nothing to give
I got no reason left to live