作词 : Jacob Skinkle
作曲 : Jacob Skinkle/Birk Preisler Bønløkke
Looking for my face in the mirror I don't see a thing
Too many shots to the brain but I wanna feel the pain
Layed out on the floor as I stare up to the ceiling
Thinking to myself it'll never be okay
Breathe in, breathe out it don't fix things
They told me that I needed pills, I was 19
Had a gun in my hand through the whole thing
I wondered if that would fix me
Cause I'm ****ed，Yeah I'm ****ed
Chain me to the sides of the bed like an exorcism
Saying calm down or you'll make things worse
Swear they wanna lock us up and keep us in their prisons
So they can poke and they can prod until they find what hurts
Breathe in, breathe out it don't fix things
They told me that I needed pills, I was 19
Had a gun in my hand through the whole thing
I wondered if that would fix me
Cause I'm ****ed，Yeah I'm ****ed
I gotta couple screws loose and a few tattoos
Drive an old black car and I drink till I'm blue
I'm ****ed，Yeah I'm ****ed I'm
They tell me medicine can fix it I don't think so
They wanna dead my brain and throw me out a window
I need to get out of this place before my eyes close
Or do I need it I don't really know
Cause I'm ****ed，Yeah I'm ****ed
I gotta couple screws loose and a few tattoos
Drive an old black car and I drink till I'm blue
I'm ****ed，Yeah I'm ****ed I'm
Cause I'm ****ed