Letra da Música: Out Go The Candles - Ruiner

broken knucles, bleeding foreheads, shirt collars im still grabbing. accusations, rolling eyes, reasins im still pulling my hair out.
those fucking chords stretched through broken glass never summed up so much.
all of this to be raped of my self esteem and expose my fucking self. tonight, what could possibly go right? what could possibly go fucking right?

every toothless grin (you are the few)
im sick of saying, its just not worth this shit. for every kid thats waiting to die (you know our names.)
im sick of saying, its just not worth this shit. no point in saying this will all work out....

so many days i could go without but the point of it all is to never look back so i live for today and i die by the nights.
these veins are burning fucking red and this is when i cant turn back. what could possibly go right?