Hook:
Life's a bitch that i've been unhappy fucking with
the kind of bitch that takes more than you were ever gonna give.
A slut that takes the piss always acting like a bitch
to have you look at how you live like "this life it's just a bitch!"

It's not often that i kneel by my bed and i pray
but still i gaze into the sky and still wonder what to say.
If god's really there does he listen to Day?
If i gave in to faith would that make it all ok?
Really i'm scared but of what i'm unsure.
Maybe the comfort of sin and embracing it's warmth,
my devilish core and the blackness so pure,
the sickness of this feeling i can't take this shit no more.
Shit it's breaking me down and i can't see the cost
of the emptying of my soul through everything i've lost.
I feel the icy coldness like the early morning frost
as i try switching off the part of me that gives a toss.
I'm walking in darkness still pacing the rain
staring back through the mirror still dealing in pain,
trying to come to terms with the things i can't explain
as i keep repeating my history to walk these roads again.

HOOK x2

I feel the coldest shadows casting light onto my shame,
while knowing deep inside my heart that there's only me to blame
coz inside my tempers flame spits poison at sense of reason
til my ideas of rationality get forced into leaving.
I know i'll burn in hell there's no place for me above
coz ever since my birth i've been fucking this shit up.
Turned away from god young so it's pointless looking up.
I said it's pointless try escaping when monotony's got you stuck.
My final destination hasn't really crossed my mind.
I can't see where i'm headed like this journey's got me blind.
I should look for some direction with my eyes open wide
to peer through my reflection at the person deep inside.
I don't know who i am where i'm going or i'm lost
like the bus went past my stop and the driver wont let me off.
I'm sick of picking a connection just to have it fucking dropped,
to being led to all these door to find them fucking locked!

HOOK x2

Am i a coward inside coz i can't take my life?
Am i a coward inside coz i've tried to more than twice?
Am i a coward inside coz i'm forced to hide this knife?
Am i a coward inside coz i'm scared of this life?
I like to think of heaven as a place of eternal peace
but it's an idea for the weak. An idea i can't keep
coz heaven against damnation it don't fit with my belief
coz i'm an atheist at war against all of you sheep!
I tried telling in prior verses i keep dreaming of hearses
wreaths reading worthless an omen to make me nervous
like seeing people who hate me resurface for the service
to see me in the ground to spit on me on purpose.
I know i'm not perfect but then tell me who is!
I mean don't we all slip up on this journey that we live?
Some really lose their footing, i've stumble and tripped
face down in the same dirt i tasted as a kid.