Think you had it much harder than the rest

Well this is no contest

No this is no contest

All the fighting that's stained inside my head

Will be there till I'm dead

Will be there till I'm dead

Sex slash death is in my head

Be there till I'm dead

I'll spit out what else I'm fed

Did you really want to scar our past

Did you really want to grow so old

Did you really want to make us hurt

Whatsoever I'll put it down to time

And take what's left that's mine

And take what's left that's mine

In the end I guess everyone's the same

And nobody's to blame

And nobody's to blame

Sex slash death is in my head

Be there until I'm dead

I'll spit out what else I'm fed

Did you really want to scar our past

Did you really want to grow so old

Did you really want to make us hurt