Letras
Trouble shoot, re-boot, break through, the terminal is feeling
Cut deep, let it feel, seep out, it's capable of bleeding
Therapy, coping, rehabilitate, re-route
It's giving up, servers shut down, it's bleeding out
I can sleep but I never rest
Every step I take feels like I'm walking on broken glass
(I'm done) wasting my breath and shedding skin
(I'm done) repeating myself again
Ive been trying to get my point across but you always miss it
I can't tell if you're full of yourself or if you're just full of shit
I don't hate you
Don't make me hate you
I want to hate you
You're making me hate you
I can't see you, I see right through you
If I had no heart I'd fucking kill you, bitch
I'm sick of all of you, I'll make you sick of me
I have no mouth but I'm going to scream
I won't give you the gift of hating you, but my forgiveness is out of date
I was the open letter when you sealed your fate
You look like a deer caught in the headlights of my car
Driven by fear, you'll end up on my plate