Delinquents
Woe Is Me Lyrics

Visitor come to my room and see all the trash I made.
Come inside my mind and see all the internal mess I'm dealing with.

Stay a while, I'm on the verge of laying it down.
Stick around, I'm about to open up and reveal my true emotions.

A vagabond, and all his trash in search to find his crown.
I feel lost and displaced in the search for my purpose in life.

Your mind is like a candle stick, my ambitions are constantly burning out.
You have unlimited potential, but I struggle with motivation and following through with my aspirations.

I'd hate to, rain on your parade,
I don't want to bring you down,

But everything you know is taken by this flood,
But reality is hitting hard and washing away all illusions.

You were blind but there's no hope.
You were naive but there's no going back.

Dig a hole but there's no blood,
Try all you want, but it won't change anything.

Who am I to pretend, who am I to recommend there is something less.
Who am I to act like I have all the answers or that there's an easy way out.

Than timelines and whores that drag you back to the floor, and cut your eyes out.
Than society's expectations and toxic relationships that hold you back and make you feel worthless.

Find me, oh Saint, I'm bending, breaking, at my knees, praying.
Help me, I'm struggling and asking for a miracle.

I've exposed, this earth has taken pride in seeing my, most vulnerable state.
I've opened up and feel exposed, and the world seems to take pleasure in seeing me at my weakest.

I find no humor in letting yourself stray away, from those pictures.
I don't see the point in escaping reality through distractions or vices.

When they cause you to see shame in yourself, you can run from your problems.
These distractions may make you feel better temporarily, but they ultimately make you feel worse about yourself.

But they'll follow you like a trend,
But these negative coping mechanisms will always come back to haunt you.

One shot to forgetting, six shots to falling in the end.
It may only take one action to feel numb, but it will lead to a downward spiral of self-destruction.

I was the king, of kings, I stand for one rule, and one rule for myself, as a man.
I used to feel invincible and important, but now I only have one guiding principle: to be true to myself.

I will fall and as my son you've watched it all.
I will make mistakes and fail, and you will witness my shortcomings.

Behind every mask, lies a man, who can't live in his own skin.
Everyone has internal struggles and insecurities that they try to hide from the world.

He lives by the flask, he bathes in his past, and he dies by his own sins.
Some people turn to alcohol and dwell on their past mistakes, ultimately leading to a self-destructive demise.