Born a sinner to commit a murder on my body

Away from sympathy, for it's thermostat to rise up and drop me

Off where anxiety resuscitates it's demons and lies

For them to resonate, by telling me that they'll never die

Inside my pride, I asked it, "why does it feel so depressed?"

It told me that it's only happiness is sleeping with death

And not it's ex that was the stress, that cheated on it for me

And now it's me that wishes that I was already deceased

Am I a curse to people's eyes when I ask 'em for help?

Cause they reject me by their bitterness that told 'em to bail

When they saw my face, it was a message that would come in the mail

It was a sign to remain that man that stands by himself

To be prepared for no sympathy cause no one cares

To share love when you're down, I swear this life isn't fair

When I die, will my spirit go to heaven or hell?

Only the time will tell, but until then, it's FML

Why are you gone?

I can't do this alone

I want you back

But I'm losing control

It's FML

Those thoughts can run through a brain and drive it insane

Cause it goes through so much pain

Then it doesn't wanna live anymore

So it weakens the body and makes the body feel the same way

It's FML at this point

Ya, mm

Another day for the pain to lock it's sins in my brain

Till I commit 'em, then get stuck with it's evil shame

Inside this frame, I see a man that will never change

Cause I'm insane with these tornado mood swings

That throws my body back and forth, like a swing that was trained to make

My life a living hell, what will it take

To catch a break? cause I can't take these numbing feelings that ache

My lonely brain, that would feel like a waste of space

And it would wait for me to die, could this be the end

For my existence, to never be seen again?

Nobody cares anyway, until you're deep in the grave

And all those times you called for help will end up going to waste

I'm paranoid from this appetite of death that I taste

Cause when I'm gone, I want my brain to be in a much better place

But if it doesn't, will my spirit go to heaven or hell?

Only the time will tell, but until then, it's FML

Why are you gone?

I can't do this alone

I want you back

But I'm losing control

Losing control in this life

Nowhere to turn to

Nowhere to go to

No-one to ask for help

Cause if you do ask for help

They'll go, "you wouldn't have that if it wasn't for me"

It's good to stay alone

But how long can you breathe and take this, man?

It's FML

Gone