Chorus: Most days I spend tripping and I don’t know what to do Is this the life I wanted? Most days I find I’m confused Could you help me get through this? All the pain that I live with Most days I find I’m running from the fact that I miss you
So run along, so run along, so run along, so run along
Verse 1: My life’s fucked up it’s no party Get high die young like Chris Farley Ball out to the fallout hardly Look at all the hate that surrounds me And my intentions good but these hoes treat me like firewood and burn me And I wish I could Turn back time I’d leave her in a hurry All the stress I invested to find out I never learn my lesson I’m in love with my own depression Am I suicidal?- That’s a heavy ass question Yes! Can’t get this pain off my chest This whole cd’s gonna lay me to rest
Bet.. the state of the hate I project Retain all the fame and regret at least Till my death You broke me down and never build me up Worst part is you never gave a fuck Giving up on anyone I could ever trust Wanna buy a gun and let the fucker bust Blow your brains out the back of your head I’ll laugh when you’re dead paint your place Red
( Bitch, You get no love!! )
I’m attracted to death and my life is a mess all because of you cunt
(I’m giving Life up)
Chorus: Most days I spend tripping and I don’t know what to do Is this the life I wanted? Most days I find I’m confused Could you help me get through this? All the pain that I live with Most days I find I’m running from the fact that I miss you
So run along, so run along, so run along, so run along