Knuckles For Chuckles

This attitude you're giving me must go.
My hate for life is killing me too slow.
But this isn't where I break,
'Cause you caught me way too late.
They're pointing and laughing,
And I can't stop crying,
'Cause they got to me
But I wouldn't buy it.
And I feel too sick to go out tonight.
With my blood in my hand,
I know I'll be just fine.
How does it feel to know that I am weak?
This place is going nowhere I can see.
But I should admit defeat,
'Cause I could never beat me.
They're pointing and laughing,
And I can't stop crying,
'Cause they got to me
But I wouldn't buy it.
And I feel too sick to go out tonight.
With my blood in my hand,
I know I'll be just fine.
But I should admit defeat,
'Cause I could never beat me.