Yeah…
Voices in the walls…
Blood on the sink…
Bottle half gone and I still can’t think…
Grew up where the love got replaced with rage,
Every damn night felt locked in a cage,
Silence too loud, so I slept with the pain,
Now the trauma got my soul wrapped tight in chains.
Blackout drunk with the pills on the desk,
Tryna kill the thoughts buried deep in my chest,
Everybody talk tough till the darkness arrive,
I was fighting my head just to stay alive.
Broken mirrors and blood on my knuckles,
Anger buildin’ up till my whole chest buckle,
I don’t trust love, that shit fade too fast,
So I carry cold hearts and a gunmetal past.
Nightmares follow when the room go black,
I still hear screams when I try relax,
Demons in my brain say “burn it all down,”
Now I walk through hell with a dead-eyed frown.
Every drink got stronger, every thought got worse,
Started feeling comfort every time I got hurt,
Soul too numb just to feel regret,
Now the only color left is the blood and sweat.
I got pain in my lungs and rage in my veins,
Alcohol drip while I drown in the rain,
Mind gone dark, all these thoughts feel fed,
Too much hate now I only see red.
Only see red…
Only see red…
Too much hate now I only see red…
Late nights ridin’ with the devil beside me,
Cold steel tucked while the shadows behind me,
Lost too much, now my heart don’t beat right,
I just survive through the pills and the streetlights.
Everybody disappear when you start fallin’ apart,
So I stitched up the wounds with a blacked-out heart,
No sleep, just ghosts and the sound of regret,
Every scar on my skin got a name I ain’t said.
I was sinkin’ so low I got used to the edge,
Started talkin’ to death like an old best friend,
Seen evil in myself when I looked in the sink,
Eyes bloodshot red and the whiskey too deep.
Now I laugh when it hurt, I don’t cry no more,
Too much trauma leave a man hardcore,
Built from the pain and the cuts and dread,
Now I walk through life only seeing red.
I got pain in my lungs and rage in my veins,
Alcohol drip while I drown in the rain,
Mind gone dark, all these thoughts feel fed,
Too much hate now I only see red.
Only see red…
Only see red…
Too much hate now I only see red…
Yeah…
Some scars don’t heal…
Some people don’t come back from the dark…
And some nights…
The monster in the mirror looks more real than you do…