Teksty: Off With Their Heads. Fuck This, I'm Out.

I'm counting down the days 'til I can get the fuck out of this place
I swear I'm never coming back 'cause I found everything that I lack
I found comfort in a land far away
Where I don't feel like I've got a foot in the grave

It's not about you, it's about me
Leave me alone

I'm so sick of fighting with every single person that I know
And I'm so sick of lying and burying myself in a hole
I just want to fill that tank up and drive
It's the only thing that still makes me feel alive

I don't think I'll ever make it out alive
So I might as well just kill myself tonight
I don't want to
But I don't see any other way