When You're Young, You're Stupid. You Do

The Bike Went Up In The Air And Landed On My Back. It Broke My Neck, Smashed My Collarbone And Splinters Of Bone Severed My Main Artery. My Lung filled Up With Blood. I Severed My Nerves And To This Day I Have No Feeling There.

Mental Wounds Not Healing, Who And What's To Blame. I'm Going Off The Rails On A Crazy Train.

Everybody's Having Fun, Except Me I'm The Lonely One I Live In Shame.

I'll Kind Of Tend To Beat Myself Up Because I Just Want It To Sound Better Than Better.

You Can Never Take The Violence Back.