My heads all concerned with the words Let them break you up So I don't see it Reminds me of this nightmare that I had I opened my mouth nothing to come out My words are just pills that contoured the chills As my glass overflows with that sadness that builds These visions turned out real it makes me have to Deal with the drama that I made in confliction that I feel Either way the choice I choose is wrong So I choose wrong always choose wrong No matter what I do it ends up bad I can do it bad Man I feel bad Sometimes I should realize Its better not to hold back on what I want to say And now that I do realize I wont I ever hold back on what my head wants to say But I'm terribly close to being glistened enclosed My words and head confused so I run for the coast I reach for the sky but to realize I have destroyed all my friends And left everything behind Either way I choose the choice is wrong So I choose wrong I'm always wrong No matter what I do it ends up bad So I do it bad man I can feel bad My head is so cursed and it needs to nursed If there is hope of repair and the damage revered I'm clutching now so bad that cannot be more sad When I've seen what I've lost And know what I had had But I've came to that now even if I need how Its more pain chest than my body will allow Ten bottles of champagne could not heal all this pain It all ends up being the same I watch it all float down the drain by my head