There's a voice in my head, telling me why I should hate you   But I hate myself instead   There's a pair of dead eyes in the mirror looking back at me   I guess it's wrong to live life so lifelessly      Scars are tearing open along my palms and knees   I guess that's what I should get for crawling back at your feet   And now I'm feeling so down that there's no God above   No mercy for a soul that's just way too fucked up      There's a pain in my chest growing stronger with every heartbeat   Now there's nothing left of me   But empty bottles of pills and Bacardi   Yes, I guess it's wrong to live life      Scars are tearing open along my palms and knees   I guess that's what I should get for crawling back at your feet   And now I'm feeling so down that there's no God above   No mercy for a soul      Leave me here to die   Leave me here, here to die      Scars are tearing open along my palms and knees   I guess that's what I should get for crawling back at your feet   Now I'm feeling so down that there's no God above   No mercy for a soul that's just way too fucked up