antipunk

Swinging back and forth, back and forth...I'm awaiting disaster something more than real.
I just want to feel...alone, or dead, crazy lost in my head.
I'm bleeding but I'm not dieing, not dieing yet.
I can't stop the infections, I can't cure the illness, I won't stop the madness, I refuse to call it what it is.

A liar is what I am. A liar only to myself, can you see as I'm punishing myself...
I won't hang myself up high, I'd rather fall after being pushed...

Reward them for thievery and crime, show them that there mine.
Children of the fiend come and play with me.
I'm not talking heaven or hell only living well.

I'm not rebelling against your laws or natural order
I'm rebeling against your lack of action sudden death
I'm awakend and I feel alone, I need you here to start a home
I'm broken and I won't go, stuck wrting words unclear...

I'm not preaching suicide, I'm saying take action.