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Razorblades turning in my head dive into a bottle cuz the walls are turning red trapped in a hell, i got nothing inside scowling at the world thorugh these bloodshot eyes the walls are closing in, i'm running out of time demons in my head, rip out my fucking mind rotting away in this misery gotta escape, this life ain't for me (chorus) escape this dead end life escape the hate and strife escape this fucking life gotta escape, gotta escape waht's the fucking point, why should i go on day after day, still sick in the head no one to trust and the walls are still red keeps getting worse i tell you i'm alright blacked out drunk, every night after night rotting away in this misery gotta escape, this life ain't for me (chorus) From Letras Mania