Between Tragedy Deadly Flowers Bloom

Clenched fist
 Face first
 Blood spilled
 What's worse
 Dying to live
 Or living to hurt
 Tell me the use
 Tell me what to do
 Clenched fist
 Face first
 Blood spilled
 What's worse
 Dying to live
 Or living to hurt
 Tell me the use
 Tell me what to do
 And suddenly everything changed
 I feel my youth slip from me
 Violence, violence that's all I see
 I'm growing restless
 Begging to bleed
 You couldn't tell by the look in my eyes
 I'm face to face with the void inside
 But who gives a fuck
 I wanna separate the narrative from the situation
 Avoid institution
 But the time to rise is now, bitch, I'm done
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 Shades of grey
 It permeates
 My eyes they watch as the color fades
 What's the beauty in tragedy?
 To live through the dark
 To aid a bleeding heart
 
 Clenched fist
 Face first
 Blood spilled
 What's worse
 Dying to live
 Or living to hurt
 Tell me the use
 Tell me what to do
 Clenched fist
 Face first
 Blood spilled
 What's worse
 Dying to live
 Or living to hurt
 Tell me the point
 We live to die
 It's not fair to think I can depend on you to fulfill my soul
 Abandon the thought to think this will ever change
 Bury them all
 Strangled
 Fuck you
 Fuck you
 Fuck you
 Fuck you
 Fuck you
 Fuck you
 What's the use of explaining if no one's going to understand
 Adolescent hate, birthed in bunkbeds
 You couldn't tell by the look in my eyes
 That I'm face to face with the void inside