Music Monday is a meme that was created by Drew from The Tattooed Book Geek. You pick a song and/or video and share it on Monday.
Thoughts and other ramblings
Holy shit, this song had been released 19 years ago… I feel so old. Ugh, anyway. A friend of mine attended a Papa Roach/Shinedown show this past weekend and I’m damn jealous of her. Also got me in the mood to listen to some P-Roach. I’ve been trying to decide between To Be Loved and Last Resort, but in the end went for my first favourite.
Lyrics
This is my last resort
Suffocation, no breathing
Don’t give a fuck if I cut my arm bleeding
This is my last resort
Cut my life into pieces
I’ve reached my last resort
Suffocation, no breathing
Don’t give a fuck if I cut my arm bleeding
Do you even care if I die bleeding?
Would it be wrong? Would it be right?
If I took my life tonight
Chances are that I might
Mutilation out of sight
And I’m contemplating suicide
‘Cause I’m losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I’m fine
Losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I’m fine
I never realized I was spread too thin
‘Til it was too late and I was empty within
Hungry, feeding on chaos and living in sin
Downward spiral, where do I begin?
It all started when I lost my mother
No love for myself and no love for another
Searching to find a love upon a higher level
Finding nothing but questions and devils
‘Cause I’m losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I’m fine
Losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I’m fine
Nothing’s alright, nothing is fine
I’m running and I’m crying
I’m crying, I’m crying
I’m crying, I’m crying
I can’t go on living this way
Cut my life into pieces
This is my last resort,
Suffocation, no breathing
Don’t give a fuck if I cut my arm bleeding
Would it be wrong? Would it be right?
If I took my life tonight
Chances are that I might
Mutilation out of sight
And I’m contemplating suicide
‘Cause I’m losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I’m fine
Losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I’m fine
Nothing’s alright, nothing is fine
I’m running and I’m crying
I can’t go on living this way
Can’t go on, living this way, nothing’s alright
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