Eyes sewn shut as i breathe in this cold air
my heart is aching, chilled to the bone
polluted by wasted years
demons of despair in my body have formed
what can i do
i'm born to loose
doused in sorrow
no thanks to you
chorus:
what the fuck in wrong with me, i'm not who i used to be
beat on the brain, beat on the brain
lock the door and cock the gun, i hope tomorrow never comes
beat on the brain, beat on the brain
pump my head full of lead, i'll be better when i'm dead
beat on the brain, beat on the brain, beat on my fucking brain
wading through these rivers of tears
inside is empty, thanks for the memories
hears an invitation to my mental abuse starring,
me on the pole swingin' from the noose
what can i do
i'm born to loose
doused in sorrow
no thanks to you
(repeat chorus)
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