The happiness hides beneath the blood stained sheets
they say,
happiness is where the heart is,
well thats bullshit.
the only happiness I find is when the blood freshly flow from my veins.
and when the blood stops,
I pick at the scabs until fresh blood flows again
the only happiness I can find
is when i'm cutting up,
or getting high
because when the blade touches the skin
your too into the moment to care about anything around you
and when your getting high,
your thoughts and worries vanish.
When your high,
you could give a fuck about the world,
all you need is food
so next time you hear,
happiness is where the heart is,
you know it's bullshit
well, at least I think it is
because it's my opinion,
Freedom of motherfuckin' speech.
well i'll catch you guys later,
'cause i'm not gonna preach