THE PESSIMIST
Ive decided that theyre all the same
All in the same boat, I hope you sink
I am the pessimist, the son of a bitch
Give me one good reason, I dare you
Show me something new, prove anything
Eternally a pessimistic bastard
I have excepted what is truth
Ive swallow the shit that is reality
I have saw the light snuffed out
And Ive waited like a damn fool
For the day it came back home to me
No more will I turn this cheek again
From this day on, its war on you all
Everyday is a battle that must be won
Whether internal or another jackal
Theres always something to overcome
Theres always someone to forget
Theres always a reason to fight
Pessimistic, bitter, angry, and self absorbed
All I care about is this suffering within me
Because its the only thing left of my past
Im a bastard and I admit Im flawed as fuck
And if its so hard for someone to love me
Then I guess there is just no damn hope
Because I will never change, this is who I am
Im not ashamed but should I be, tell me?
Whos really the monster here, you or me?
My God I never wanted this
This is not who I set out to be
Where did that little boy go?
The one that always believed
That was unbreakable and stern
So many ideals and moral codes
So many beliefs in what life could be
But then fantasies came crashing
And beliefs turned into insecurities
So much I thought was worth the fight
Now it seems its all just lost causes
Used to believe in love and all its glory
Now flesh is the law and nothings sacred
Someone one give me a little faith
Im begging someone to prove me wrong
On my knees, I wanna see, show me!
Pessimistic, bitter, angry, and self absorbed
All I care about is this suffering within me
Because its the only thing left of my past
Im a bastard and I admit Im flawed as fuck
And if its so hard for someone to love me
Then I guess there is just no damn hope
Because I will never change, this is who I am
Im not ashamed but should I be, tell me?
Whos really the monster here, you or me?
Ive decided that theyre all the same
All in the same boat, I hope you sink
I am the pessimist, the son of a bitch
Give me one good reason, I dare you
Show me something new, prove anything
Eternally a pessimistic bastard
I have excepted what is truth
Ive swallow the shit that is reality
I have saw the light snuffed out
And Ive waited like a damn fool
For the day it came back home to me
No more will I turn this cheek again
From this day on, its war on you all
Everyday is a battle that must be won
Whether internal or another jackal
Theres always something to overcome
Theres always someone to forget
Theres always a reason to fight
Pessimistic, bitter, angry, and self absorbed
All I care about is this suffering within me
Because its the only thing left of my past
Im a bastard and I admit Im flawed as fuck
And if its so hard for someone to love me
Then I guess there is just no damn hope
Because I will never change, this is who I am
Im not ashamed but should I be, tell me?
Whos really the monster here, you or me?
My God I never wanted this
This is not who I set out to be
Where did that little boy go?
The one that always believed
That was unbreakable and stern
So many ideals and moral codes
So many beliefs in what life could be
But then fantasies came crashing
And beliefs turned into insecurities
So much I thought was worth the fight
Now it seems its all just lost causes
Used to believe in love and all its glory
Now flesh is the law and nothings sacred
Someone one give me a little faith
Im begging someone to prove me wrong
On my knees, I wanna see, show me!
Pessimistic, bitter, angry, and self absorbed
All I care about is this suffering within me
Because its the only thing left of my past
Im a bastard and I admit Im flawed as fuck
And if its so hard for someone to love me
Then I guess there is just no damn hope
Because I will never change, this is who I am
Im not ashamed but should I be, tell me?
Whos really the monster here, you or me?