Help.

Can I drown my sorrows in Alcohol?
Because I seriously need to get really drunk so I won't go insane!
Sometimes it's hard to believe I even lived this long, without going completely mental!
Or even bashing my head into the wall.

Uh.

My life is so useless.
Why?
Why is it so useless?

I never did anything to anyone.
But, when I help, I get shit back.

I'm fucking done.
Done with all this shit.
Done with all the lies.
Done with all the fucking people.

I wanna get out of this town in which I call hell.
Please take me away to the land of blue skies.

So, I can rise up from the fire.
And call this my new home.

I'm fucking done.
Done with all this shit.
Done with all the lies.
Done with all the fucking people.

Help me find a place with blue skies.
So, I can rise.

I want to hear the sound of music flooding in my ears.
I wanna feel the crowd pushing to get closer.
I wanna see the greatest show alive!

Will you help?
Can you help?

I wanna see the four of them up on stage.
I wanna hear the voice of the angel before me.
I wanna feel the rumble of the riffs coursing through my veins.

I NEED SOME HELP!
GET ME OUT OF THIS HELL!

Even though I want.
I never get.

Tell me another lie?
I will just look away and cry.

I'm fucking done.
Done with all this shit.
Done with all the lies.
Done with all the fucking people.

You shot me a look with your evil stare.
You shot a bullet into my heart.
Can you call out this angel to help?

Will you, Help?

I will never ask for another thing, again.

I'm Fucking Done.