fromjoy

Dismissed, disregard what was on my mind
I'm not surprised you don't listen
I guess my peace of mind isn't worth this

I've got a bone to pick with myself, as I take apart who I am
Who are you to point the finger
When there's blood on your hands?
Everyone is full of shit, and I'm just full of grief
I'm already dead, so before I leave let me speak my peace

I am weak and ugly
Nothing, just disgusting
Just a fucking liar who's truth is disaster

I'm too far gone
If I even tried saving myself, would it even matter?
Ah, the sound of doubt, it lingers, only here, away from joy
So my hopes aren't shattered

When did the Sun, the grass, and all my dreams
Become so bleak?
Everything and everyone interferes
As my passions become my defeat

Pushing and pulling, picking and tearing away at me
I'm gonna snap in half
I'm getting pulled away from who I'm supposed to be

My peace of mind isn't worth this