I'm worn out and bitter
And I won't consider
Keeping my head high
Cause every decent thought has gone
And left me out to dry
I'm not in the best state of mind
But believe me when I say
I'll never write a bullshit line

Abusers and users
The sinners, the saints
I am a product of you
For better or worse,
I can't really say
I just know this isn't what I was yesterday

30 days, it's an easy sway
That's all it really took for me to feel this way
Like everything was put on the line
and in a few weeks time it was ripped out of my hands

I'm worn out and bitter
And I won't consider
Keeping my head high
Cause every decent thought has gone
And left me out to dry
I'm not in the best state of mind
But believe me when I say
I'll never write a bullshit line

You're not a fucking familiar face
You don't belong here
You put my name in vain
Let me make it clear
I don't want you here
You're the outcast

Look at this man
With the blood on his hands
You beg forgiveness but how long will that last?
How long will that last?

Caught red-handed
A barron, a bandit
Why am I the only one that sees it?
Why am I the only one that sees it?
Everything dies in the end

And you can't learn that your back
Should never face your friends

Everything dies in the end