To-

day

is

not

the

fu-

cking

day

I

sym-

pa-

thize

with

their

pain

Their

ne-

ga-

tive

ways

Gi-

ving

birth

to

end-

less

cries

and

comp-

laints

I’m

too

close,

just

bo-

iling

with

rage

I

choke

on

this

fee-

ling

of

war

In

my

throat

eve-

ry

day

Swal-

lowed

eve-

ry

bit-

ter

pill,

now

I’m

forced

to

chew

Hea-

ring

eve-

ry

vi-

cious

word

Their

fil-

thy

mouths

spew

My

thoughts

des-

cend

in-

to

the

a-

byss

My

heart

is

beg-

ging

me

to

fi-

nish

this

To-

day

I

wish

a

mo-

ther-

fu-

cker

would

try

Think

of

some-

one

o-

ther

than

them-

selves

one

time

To-

day

I

wish

a

mo-

ther-

fu-

cker

would

try

To

see

this

fucked

up

world

through

my

eyes

Please

God,

don’t

let

me

act

on

these

words

And

for-

give

those

who

choose

to

test

my

last

nerve

I

see

red,

can’t

cleanse

it

a-

way

They

took

kind-

ness

for

weak-

ness

Now

they

ans-

wer

on

this

des-

pe-

rate

day

Wake

up

a-

lone,

a-

gain

no-

thing’s

changed

In-

fec-

ted

my

de-

mons,

all

my

vi-

sions

be-

come

de-

ranged

Se-

ven

e-

ne-

mies

to

van-

quish

one-

by-

one

Ha-

tred

bli-

sters

the

sur-

face

of

my

ton-

gue

To-

day

I

wish

a

mo-

ther-

fu-

cker

would

try

Think

of

some-

one

o-

ther

than

them-

selves

one

time

To-

day

I

wish

a

mo-

ther-

fu-

cker

would

try

To

see

this

fucked

up

world

through

my

eyes

Not

to-

day

I

thought

they’d

find

a

bet-

ter

way

To-

day

is

not

the

fu-

cking

day