Eyes sewn shut as i breathe in this cold air my heart is aching, chilled to the bone polluted by wasted years demons of despair in my body have formed
what can i do i'm born to loose doused in sorrow no thanks to you
chorus: what the fuck in wrong with me, i'm not who i used to be beat on the brain, beat on the brain lock the door and cock the gun, i hope tomorrow never comes beat on the brain, beat on the brain pump my head full of lead, i'll be better when i'm dead beat on the brain, beat on the brain, beat on my fucking brain
wading through these rivers of tears inside is empty, thanks for the memories hears an invitation to my mental abuse starring, me on the pole swingin' from the noose
what can i do i'm born to loose doused in sorrow no thanks to you