Getting Past the Gray Tape

All I've ever seen out of life Are reasons that I want to die Die My ethnicity is that of unwanted Unrecognized It only hurts every time that I don't die I like a good plunge off a rooftop And a nice walk in the forest of suicide Hey clap your hands Celebrate bleak times We all want an encore I hope my flat line performance isn't poor Because living is so expensive And the cost is my desire to proceed The shaky hand with the trigger in a short space This is truly up to me Tears shed are no ones choice If a fuck is truly what you're giving Silently you love me But I'm dying with the pain cranked up I'm screaming with the harm at full fucking blast The bowl is cashed I just hope you liked tonight I just hope you liked tonight It'll be the last It'll be the last of one more fucking light We all want an encore I hope my flat line performance isn't poor Roses for the grand finale Did I meet your expectations Did I meet your expectations