Dead Message Testo

So who am I Just a number to you
Count me in spit me out
Count me in spit me out
Who even knows
If what you say is true
Mark your words
Think back hard
What was said.
I know it's hard to pick view that works.
So your above everything and you never get hurt. Point that fncking finger at me again I'll snap it right off and feed you with it.
So remind me how fncking useless I am
Whilst I keep this shit together
You tell me you've seen better
That's just the way it goes.
What did you expect?
How can a savior be a fncking disgrace I guess were all just looking for something to hate.
You chose me. Always looking out but never looking in.
If I spend more time thinking
My faults were overthinking
We dig our own graves
And I'll climb down there myself
But I'll scream onto the sky
You threw the dirt on me.
Forever pushing
We dig our own graves
And I'll climb down there myself
But I'll scream onto the sky
You threw the dirt on me.
We dig our own graves And I'll climb down there myself
But I'll scream onto the sky
You threw the dirt on me