Story behind the song
I was blunted, depressed, and bored.
Lyrics
You ready for this?
Take another breath, let stress be dismissed,
Take another glance at my wrist,
While I raise the cutter, waitin' for the blood as it drips,
Shakey hands holdin' a razor,
A shakey mind, hopeless, tried to be supportive, but faithless,
So wasted was emotions and struggle,
That's why I'm sittin' in a bathroom, focused on rubble,
So cold and it thunders, the wintery mix,
Knife covering my wrist, what a bitter eclipse,
Press deep, then pull with rigorousness,
Close my eyes, hope to die, envisioning bliss,
Start to cry without even knowin' why,
Rivers of sin flow from the eyes of a broken mind,
A trigger, a switch, for the hopes that hide,
Where a lingering wish and it's road reside,
I was born into reality and lost my dreams,
So I had to ask hope to take a walk with me,
And as late as it was, it was hard to see,
But I handled the situation artfully,
I was on the edge of a cliff, on a bad day,
I was pressured to skip, and be on my sad way,
That was until I stopped and looked backways,
Then I saw it as another drop in the cascade,
So I sit, feelin' faint, ache in my arm,
I'm not impatient, just rather wait in the stars,
I feel so fuckin' tired of playin' my part,
The acid of labels has been decaying my heart,
Boredem and drugs got the best of me,
So I'm sittin' with a blunt as my flesh just bleeds,
I stare at my hand as I plummet,
Also as the feeling of death extends to my stomach,
And I, I feel worthy of Hades,
Don't care where you go, as long you take me,
A faint breeze feeds the nerves and endings,
Whispering things, this ain't worth it, letting
all the emotions I had in my grasp,
take a moment to talk, and give me a pat on my back,
I throw down the knife, bleeding I panic,
Open the medicine cabinet and reach for a bandage,
I was born into reality and lost my dreams,
So I had to ask hope to take a walk with me,
And as late as it was, it was hard to see,
But I handled the situation artfully,
I was on the edge of a cliff, on a bad day,
I was pressured to skip, and be on my sad way,
That was until I stopped and looked backways,
Then I saw it as another drop in the cascade,
The next day, looking at the scars I served,
For the next week I'll be wearin' long-sleeve shirts,
Hopin' nobody sees my laundry's worth,
So I'll play it smooth, in truth this hardly works,
My friends know I'm a tad fucked up and violant,
Heavy, like the bags under my eyelids,
My crisis, it consumes my light,
Cuz I'm the only one wishin' that I'll lose my life,
My friends are support, and I love 'em for that,
But they can't help me out with the stuff in my past,
So I keep it low, tell peeps it's the L,
Cuz the only person that can help me is myself,
Last night, I figured I was due for death,
Cuz the rain was frozen and the mood was set,
Lost and confused I was losin' my head,
The only thing to do is hope I never do it again,
I was born into reality and lost my dreams,
So I had to ask hope to take a walk with me,
And as late as it was, it was hard to see,
But I handled the situation artfully,
I was on the edge of a cliff, on a bad day,
I was pressured to skip, and be on my sad way,
That was until I stopped and looked backways,
Then I saw it as another drop in the cascade,
I was born into reality and lost my dreams,
So I had to ask hope to take a walk with me,
And as late as it was, it was hard to see,
But I handled the situation artfully,
I was on the edge of a cliff, on a bad day,
I was pressured to skip, and be on my sad way,
That was until I stopped and looked backways,
Then I saw it as another drop in the cascade...