Surrounded by vultures, they circle above,
Waiting for my time.
I don't need to take on your problems,

Because i got mine.
Can you feel my pain? (can you feel it?)
There's nails inside my $%&^$%&^x head

I haven't slept for days (i'm shaking)
I $%&^$%&^x wish they'd just find me dead


I'm $#&@ed, and it's plain to see,
That there's no $%&^$%&^x light that's guiding me.
So strip the meat from my bones,

Cause there's no $%&^$%&^x place i want to be.

So can you feel my pain? do you want to see,

The day to day stress that's biting me?
I know in the end, you'll leave with a smile
Because you she'd tears like a crocodile.


(i don't care) about your %#@!
(i'm not fine) i'm breaking down.

($#&@ this life). and so i welcome the vultures,
I give up this fight.