Calling 911 fuck a 411
I'm a little too late and a lot undone
See the blood is real but the knife is fake
I'm a little too tired but I'm wide awake
Check check 1 2 3 can anybody hear me
Fuck a microphone, I'm on my own
I see their glances and stares but I don't care
Forget about all the things that you told me
Advice that you sold me
Yeah! I checked out
So strung out they say I'm pretentious
My life is infectious
Still I won't apologize
I'm callin' up a shrink for a thought to think
I'm a little far gone and my heads all wrong
See my soul is dead but my minds alive
Gotta kill, kill, kill just to survive-vive-vive
I called the doctor, called the priest
I called the big man asked about the big plan
All that he could say was it's too late for me
But I don't fuckin' care!
Forget about all the things that you told me
Advice that you sold me
Yea! I checked out
So strung out they say I'm pretentious
My life is infectious
Still I won't apologize
I've lost my head
Like the walking dead
I won't make amends
I won't apologize
Forget about all the things that you told me
Advice that you sold me
Yea! I checked out
So strung out they say I'm pretentious
My life is infectious
Still I won't apologize
I won't apologize
I won't apologize
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