Drowned In Hate
Pay attention to me and everything I say, it's started to make me sick // As I'm clouded by these memories I can't get a fucking grip of my fucking self, no I can't get a hold of my fucking self // Now all I want is to see you again, so I can leave it all behind // I light a match to see you, I light a match to watch you suffer and watch you burn // I'm drowning at the bottom of this god damn bottle and I can't get a fucking grip of myself // No, I can't get ahold of my self // It plays over in my head and I just can't shake this feeling // It's all getting way too much it's like I'm drowning, I'm drowning // Take my hand and pull me out, save me from this dead end world that I fucking hate // I'm drowning in my own fucking misery and hate
Autor(es): Daryl Sweet, Dominic Turner, Duncan Hamill, Philip Cross, Thomas Weaver
