starin at my posters on the wall
lookin for a reason to get back up
dont wanna see anybody lately
everyone is leaving me to die

starin at my posters on the wall
i dont wanna leave so ill just stall
tell you "i'm sorry i'm busy
got so much shit to do"
but that's not true at all

trying to leave those old bad habits
scars tell me something different
they try to help me but i aint listenin
i think i can help myself but again
i prove that wrong
it's been too long
since i had a genuine feeling of hope
tired of writing about the rope
tired of saying i wanna choke

tired of this
life that i'm leadin
tired of this
life that i'm leadin