Broken home, feels like broken bones.
Im turning into stone and I just want to be alone.
Drink the hate and the pain away.
Hell knows I’ll never be okay.
I guess I’ll just try to make it one more day.
But I don’t want to go on.
There’s no point to find a happy song.
I’m always lost and trying to avoid their plot.
So I guess I’m more than distraught.
But I’m filled with hate, I just need an escape.
Walk the lonely path, until the last breath I gasp.