(Talking)
Oh man! Why do I always fuck up things?
I can’t even keep one thing close to my heart
It’s not my fault, it’s not my fault…. I just can’t even trust my heart
With nothing at all. Man, I hate the way I think
I just hate everything about me, I can't even apologize because you're so used to it
But that’s all I can say…... and that is……

(C)
My bad, my bad
My bad, my bad
My bad, my bad
My bad, my bad

(V)
It’s not my fault…. I just cannot even trust my heart
With nothing at all, with nothing at all

(C)
My bad, my bad
My bad, my bad

(Talking)
Fck! I always let my emotions get the best of me......
Naw, naw, Fck that sad shit, let me show you some shit
Let me go in. Let me take out 21_Saddness

(V)
My emotions get the best of me
Nothing is guaranteed, not even sleep
Drop bodies and fold them like origami
I’ll probably fuck around and end up in the city of Tennessee
I tend to see, ten seas in a plane to oversee wannabees
An absentee, glory to my omnipresence
Every word I birth I give light, luminescence
This is just a lyrical lesson from heaven…. fucking peasant
I don’t need ya I got repellent
Its Mister_Sad with this lyrical anti-depressant
Suicidal bars go with devilish weapons
My arms a get’em , grab’em by the neck and say “This is Armageddon”
I threaten a pastor in like 1 seconds
Fuckin’ bastard, I’ll grab your cross, stab you and leave you plastered
And leave with a job well done in timely mannered
(Talking)
Okay, I guess. I’m done with this shit, I guess I’m going back to the sad stuff