He just’s wants to get away but everywhere he turns there it is what’s the meaning
His life’s like a house of cards no matter what he does its always leaning
No matter how much he understands hes still confused
Its almost like he has everything then everything he begins to loose
He cant take this its like his life’s one great big ball of shit
None of the peaces to the puzzle fit
He is going nowhere fast
He’s sick of living his life in the past
Drowning in his sorrow
Just trying to make it to tomorrow
But it seems nothing is getting better
He fills like it’s going to be like this forever
He’s holding on as tight as he can but his hands are starting to sweat
He’s a nervous wreck
And he doesn’t know what to do
And there’s only one person who can save him and its u
So what are u going to do
Are u going to turn your back like everyone else did and say it can’t be done
The answer would surprise u
Bc u do it everyday
You just turn ur back and walk away
On the people who need you the most
The people that need to be held close
They just need someone to care
Its not there fault its just not fare
People like you are just so cruel
You’re the reason angry kids shoot up schools
They just needed a friend not an enemy
And you can sit back and watch them put ten in me and ask why
All you can say is that he didn’t have many friends he was a weird guy
His life consisted of nothing but getting high
But you forgot to say what he went through every single day
How it was your only mission to hurt him curse him kick dirt on him
And you can sit here and say you have no idea why
Well take one fuckin second and try
To come back to reality
b/c every single one of those fatalities had something to do with you
And you know its true
But keep telling your self it wasn’t you
He was just crazy
But isn’t it kind of weird b/c lately you have started to change
I guess your starting to think twice about people’s life
Thinking what’s going to happen when you push them over the edge
What’s going to happen when they loose there head
B/c in this world anything can be done
A fuckin five year old can get a hold of a gun
You have pissed them off to where killing you is going to be fun
There won’t be one regret
Maybe you will think twice before you make another threat
B/c when someone fills that there’s nothing left
You don’t have a fucking clue what they are capable to do