Cry for help de Death 4 The Dead

Listen to the words i
because ive not only hated ive
i dont understand why you think ima
bring it on theres nothing i cant
If you really cared for me would you go to my funeral,spit on my grave and say i was pittiful
and then look into my cold blue eyes
and remember i was but lies

now this is what you realized
you hate this distortion and thats why you cry
this vulgarism is another word for this exorcism that runs deep inside of your soul
its too late youve reached too far in my skull
Everybody thinks that i need help
i need a person thatll hug me while i yelp
but fuck that and fuck you
im my own person and ill burn you
dont believe all that i say cuz ill lie to myself and lie to your face

Theres no reason for you to hate me
but hell yes theres a reason for me to hate you
youll get sucked in to this dark world i call home
and youll consider suicide cuz' youre all alone

let it be
let it be
let it be