I hate it all go burn in the fires
a cesspit of shadow of devils and liars

Friends… haha what friends?
its easy to say things when i need them not
but when im down and depressed you dont say alot
its all pretend you use me to make you feel better
but return the favour? no i got to write a letter

but here im just venting i dont even care
whether your gone or whether your here

What hurts from you is you dont even try
this isnt about you but i hate that you lie

not about yourself but about how much i mean
im drowning in sorrow and your hands left unseen

I can be strong for others why cant i be strong for myself
I thought it was real but thats all i get?… what a shame..
Its over and over that i play this cruel game

I drown in my words like i don’t know how to swim
Hijacked by emotion i have no time to think
I just let it pour out smothered by it i sink

a shrug of your shoulder and turn of your head
haha way to save me friend im already dead