Punchline
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I can't take it anymore
That's it, i've had it
Guess i'll take my life for granted
Get me off this fucking planet
I'm so alone, i can't stand it
So numb, god dammit
I'm gonna make this fucking graphic
Clean my blood off of the granite
Chalk me up as psychopathic
The worst part in life isn't suffering
death it's living with all of the sins you commit
The worst part in life isn't suffering death
but losing the organ the beats in your chest
I hate that i have to call this mad world mine
I'm sick of faking a smile all of the time
I am cold to the core with no blood inside
My life feels like a joke, death is the punchline
Death is the punchline
All of these people around feeling blessed
Tricked by the cross wrapped around their necks
All of these people around feeling blessed
While i walk around with a knife in my chest
Over and over the same fucking mess
Religion, politicians make everyone stressed
Over and over the same fucking mess
Enough to make me put a gun to my head
I hate that i have to call this mad world mine
I'm sick of faking a smile all of the time
I am cold to the core with no blood inside
My life feels like a joke, death is the punchline
Nothing can save me
Nothing can save me
Nothing can save me
Nothing can save me
No Christ above me, no Devil down below
There is only one true god
I promise you will all, come to know
Death
Death
(I hate that i have to call this mad world mine)
I am cold to the core with no blood inside
My life feels like a joke, Death is the punchline
Nothing can save me
The worst part in life isn't suffering death
Nothing can save me
But living without the organ beating in your chest