I went to the field
To find a heartbroken man lying there by himself
Crying on the floor wants some f*cking gore
Wants his body to be torn apart
Just like the girl who broke his heart
Just like the bride who ran off
Act like she had with him no past
He just wants to be happy
But he understands that can't be
Happening, while he's alive due to life
Is not perfect and you'll always feel
Bad half the time, atleast sometimes
You meet people that make you happy
And then you forget the bad and the suicidal thoughts
Suicidal thoughts
"I want you to
Get out of my life
Please just get out
I Don't need you
Please.."