All you can think or feel is hate.
Pain follows you around like an unloved dog.
You wear your scars on your sleeve,
But hide away your faults, fears mistakes and regrets.
Whatever doesn't kill you still leaves you dead, inside.
All I have fucking left is hate,
Black blood clots my veins no life left in my eyes.
Nail my mouth fucking shut,
Because all my words have done is fuck everything up.
Whatever doesn't kill me still leaves me fucked,
But I won't envy the dead.
Six Philly punk bands, including Mesh and Added Dimensions, offer new tracks to benefit harm reduction nonprofit Prevention Point. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 11, 2023