These Days

I'm so sick of my life
I want to be someone else
No one likes me
They say I'm a loser
Who has to many issues
I never believed it in the past
But now I think they might be right

It's so hard to get by these days
I'm so cold and my visions in a haze
I wish I had just one true friend,
But that day will never come
I guess I'll run back to the knife

I wish I would die sometimes
What is the point of my life
I'm going nowhere
People are always talking ####
Trying to get under my skin
It never got to me in the past,
But now all there words make me cry

It's so hard to get by these days
I'm so cold and my visions in a haze
I wish I had just one true friend,
But that day will never come
I guess I'll run back to the knife

It's so hard to get by these days
I'm so cold and my visions in a haze
I wish I had just one true friend,
But that day will never come
I guess I'll run back to the knife

Somebody hold me
So I can forget my fears
And wipe away my tears
I wish it could be diffrent,
But it's not
And now I can't wait for the day
The day that I die

It's so hard to get by these days
I'm so cold and my visions in a haze
I wish I had just one true friend,
But that day will never come
I guess I'll run back to the knife

I guess I'll run back to the knife

 

Dude...I feel just like you sometimes...

But don't run back to the knife, kids. Suicide is NEVER the answer.

 

I'm not really going back to cutting or anything of that nature. When I wrote the song I was very sad and dpressed and that's how I felt, but to be honest I would never actually go back to doing it.