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what is this emotion?

something like rage

im a filthy animal trapped in your cage

a little bit of heartbreak,

but hey, im used to that

i wanna be in my own damn world

wanna determine my own end

me, my music, and my best friend

oh you dont think id just walk away

well id leave right now,

just give me a way

no, i wouldnt blink

wouldnt even look back

im a little worse off than you might think

yea my life is a little off track

now who the hell am i supposed to believe?

how bout you when you scream and yell?

or her when she discovers a secret to tell?

stop threatening me

dont you see

these material possesions

mean nothing to me

you wanna take something?

rip my fuckin heart out

here, im open, take your best shot

what's wrong? cant find it?

maybe because its been ripped out before

oh there it is, broken and dirty on the floor

care to pick it up?

nah didnt think so

oh i see how it is now

scream, break me, then go

is this shit not supposed to hurt?

its ripping me apart like never before

is my spirit not supposed to break?

i dont know who i am anymore

but hey, what do i know

evidently nothing

im 16 and im scared

searching for the real thing

seems like no matter where i turn

its always a dead end

the road fell away behind me

this relationship is something

i dont want to mend

guess ill make my own path

find my way through another darkened forest

this one seems thicker than the last

the leaves fall upon my face

i cant see

walking blindly through all of this

i guess thats how its gonna be

turn a corner and its something else

keep going, you've almost killed me

so close to dead

hit me one more time

take these thoughts from my head

im begging you, please

twist the knife a little more

please just let me fall away

ive never felt like this before

how can you lie, and stare right through me?

studying my tear soaked face

look at me now, feel my pain

i wanna know how cold you can be

the marks never show on the outside

kept hidden deep within

pretty soon ill have canyons running down my face

telling a story of a horrible fate

everything is so psychological

i think ive gone completely insane

im too scared to fall asleep anymore

cant close my eyes to block out the pain

up all night, eyes wide shut,

staring blankly at words on a screen

my contacts blur, i cant see

i cant comprehend what they mean

i really think youd be happier if i wasnt here

you say that i make you angry

when im around you cant seem to rest

well daddy this problem is easily solved

with one small bullet through my chest

i take another breath and i wonder why

why my heart beats on

when im dead inside

so give me this knife, lend me your gun

ill end this shit tonight

if you dont care then i dont care,

and now im too weak to run

so here it goes, with 2 slit wrists

or a bullet to the brain

im ending my messed up life tonight,

no more lies, no more pain