Breaking PointYou seem him over therehe's at his breaking pointthis is him saying he just doesn't careevery person has there endpointhe's at hisgoing to watch himself crash and burnhe stops saying he's broken his actions prove he ishe's taken every wrong turnfound his place in hell and built a housea home built of razors drugs and alcohol those demons he's dancing with he made them his spouseyou see him in that house he feels safe in those wallsevery second soaked in sadness every day he dies once morethe worst part is he can't escape thisyou see him he can't break anymorewait what's he doingis he locking himself away inside that placey
Do Me A FavorYou can fear death no more You've died to many timesMore broken then ever beforeTo live like this should be a crimeTried to drown your demonsThey know how to swimThey killed all your angelsYour dreams are just a nightmare When you thought you couldn't fall any deeper in the hole you pulled out a shovelThe smell of death is in the airMind and heart being toyed with by the devilYou don't even know what you're doing anymore All you see is darkness and it has wrapped in a cocoonBeing eaten away at the very coreSo death do me favor.... Visit soon
Me Vs. Them Part 2I told you you'd be backI can't take this anymoresomeone like you can't just cutbackshut up I'm done be my saviorI always have beeni'm worse then everdon't worry about that take this ginit'll take a lot more then that to make me feel betterI know that's why i'm going to give you this razoronce again I'll still need more cut deeper then it'll help you feel betterfine but i've done that beforethat's why i'm going to give you these pillsi'll take them I still don't think it's enough thoughdon't worry I have more to give you stillI sure hope sohere now i've made you numbyou sure this will do ittrust me i'm positive that'll be
TiredTired of feeling this way tired of reaching new lowstired of feeling so dead each day tired of seeing how deep I can gotired of hurting the ones I lovetired of the demons that haunt metired of dissapointing the one abovetired of feeling so emptytired of putting on this masktired of the hate for myselftired of turning to the flasktired of living itselftired of not being to have a real smiletired of not being able to be in a caskettired of this contorted lifestlyetired of wishing I could change all of it
This Is HomeWarm gushes of red drip from fleshvodka stains on your liverthoughts constantly wanting to refreshdrugs right around the cornerinsanity holds your brain in its palmmosters twisting and surrounding your heartthis storm never had its calmit's tearing you apartfriends crumbling from your touchfamily crying at the sight of youusing the monsters and insanity as your crutchstill not wanting to believe this nightmanre has come trueyour reflection missing from the mirrorwhats that whipering? You hate this view Brandon you're reflection is right herethe monsters the insanity listen to us this is home this is you
the storyI love you you love meI hurt you you hurt meyou went to hellyou took meour story i'll tellyou're sorry I can seemy heart you stoleit's yours to keepto keep you happy by my side was my goalI failed we both fell in the deepour worlds both dieingwe're stuck here dont know where to goeverything in ashes our love though still livingthe pain and anguish these words still cant showour skies pitch blackthe ground melting below our feettake my hand and dont look backlet this firefly lead us away from defeat