Mayhem
I’m done with myself
Always wanna feel so rare
Valentine flowers dropping down my neck
I don't understand this disgrace
I don't understand this pain
I can't feel anything anymore
Emotions went back and are claiming more
Associative stuff that I don't understand
Everyone believes that they can underrate
I can't understand this pain
Emotions running up like a disco plane
I'm always speaking to my fucking self
I can't underestimate all of my fellows
I don't understand
Why do you keep playing [why do we even fall in love]
I wanna know some soul
I wanna feel alone
I don't want any calls on my phone
I fall in love in some manner
Don't call my phone
I don't want to be upset with you
So don't try to abuse my youth
I'm so gone
With myself
I don't know
I should keep on
I don't know
What to do
I should die like i usually do