Woorden: Papa Roach. Last Resort.

Cut my life into pieces This is my last resort, suffocation, no breathing
Don't give a fuck if I cut my arms bleeding
this is my last resort
Cut my life into pieces I've reached my last resort,
suffocation, no breathing
Don't give a fuck if I cut my arms bleeding
do you even care if I die bleeding
Would it be wrong, would it be right
If I took my life tonight, chance are that I might
Mutilation out of sight
and I'm contemplating suicide

Cause I'm losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine
losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine

I never realized I was spread too thin
Till it was too late and I was empty within
Hungry, feeding on chaos and living in sin
Downward spiral, where do I begin

It all started when I lost my mother
No love for myself and no love for another
Searching to find a love upon a higher level
Finding nothing but questions and devils
Cause I'm losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine
losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine
Nothing's alright, nothing is fine
I'm running and I'm crying I'm crying I'm crying I'm crying

Cut my life into pieces this is my last resort
suffocation, no breathing,
Don't give a fuck if I cut my arms bleeding
Would it be wrong, would it be right
If I took my life tonight, chances are that I might
Mutilation out of sight and I'm contemplating suicide
Cause I'm losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine
losing my sight losing my mind
wish somebody would tell me I?m fine
Nothing's alright, nothing is fine
I'm running and I'm crying
I cant go on living this way
cant go on, living this way, nothings all? right