Three cheers for self-destruction
And getting dragged by the demons of your own volition
Keeping you fucked up and without motion
It doesn't hurt that bad
Just gotta bear with the nausea
It doesn't hurt that bad
I'm always gonna be asking
If I am able to live with the guilt and shame of betraying everything I've built
It doesn't hurt that bad
Just gotta bear with the nausea
It doesn't hurt that bad
And I stared down the eyes of the devil
I'm sure I saw her once looking in a mirror
And I can't explain myself when there's weed or booze on my shelf
I can only hope that I'm the only one I'm letting down
It doesn't hurt that bad
Just gotta bear with the nausea
It doesn't hurt that bad
No it don't hurt that bad
Just gotta bear with the nausea
It doesn't hurt that bad
Hakai
