A collaborative effort of Sacrifice Theory and MourningStar2002.
Posted with permission from the band Tears of Pain.
Fucked Up Teen
CHORUS
They call me a fuck-up.
But I don’t care.
Just let them fucking stare.
They call me a fuck-up.
Maybe it’s true.
But I don’t fucking need you
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It doesn’t take much
If you try hard enough.
Maybe you just want to escape the hard stuff.
Or maybe you’re just a fuck-up.
Each day welcomes fresh blood.
Self-mutilation helps you survive.
Because everyday, you wish you could die.
You blot off the blood.
Stop the flow.
Pray there’s no tomorrow
For your fucked up life.
School drags by, stares and torment.
Without a friend in the world.
Fuck, it’ll only get worse.
CHORUS
Trudge home, feeling like shit.
The day sucked, nothing new.
And nothing seems happy to you.
‘Cuz life’s just fucked up.
Negative thoughts race through your head.
Fuck-up, fuck-up
The day is done, more blood is shed.
Fuck-up, fuck-up
Blood washes the pain away.
Fuck-up, fuck-up
You wish you were fucking dead.
Fuck-up, fuck-up
Tomorrow will be the same.
Fuck-up; I’m a fuck-up.
Fucked up and harboring more pain.
CHORUS
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