Lyrics to Pain :
The necks of this youth
With their necks through this noose
Were told lies like its truth
And we suspect that its you
So you strap them with the AK
Its mother fucking may day
They swear I'm fucking crazy
Aint nothing gonna save me
I'm breaking I feel it
I'm naked I'm kneeling
I'm shaking I'm reeling
My god I keep bleeding
I watch the world die for crimson eyes
I cry it turns to night
I die I see the light
And now I'll say goodbye

Now I can see your pain I'm sorry
Goodbye
I cry so hard
Now I can see your pain I'm sorry
Goodbye
I cry tonight

If I could take all this pain away
Use the rage of our youth today
Whose to say that its you to blame
It's the people above you
The ones who say that they love you
Look what the world has come to
So now its time to say fuck
youIf you can and they drug you
When no one is staring when they numb you
Fill you with terror and crush you
Pretend they care as they shove you
So you look to me to find the truth
And what I say is what you do
But everyone you look up to
Is really as fucked up as you
Time is getting shorter
With these enforcers orders
And we get blamed and pushed around
Who's the fucking villain now?

Now I can see your pain I'm sorry
Goodbye
I cry so hard
Now I can see your pain I'm sorry
Goodbye
I cry tonight

We cant stop now
We're so close now
Cause these times are almost over
I wont give up
So god save us
It feels like were getting closer
We cant stop now
We're so close now
Cause these times are almost over
I wont give up
So god save us

Now I can see your pain I'm sorry
Goodbye
I cry so hard
Now I can see your pain I'm sorry
Goodbye
I cry tonight
Goodbye
I cry tonight
I'll cry tonight
I cry tonight

Bitches I hope you know
Bitches I hope you know
Bitches I hope you know

Deuce,

Bitches I hope you know, I wont stop till I hit that Ho, baby come say hello and get your drunk ass over here lets bone

Bitches I hope you know, I wont stop till I hit that Ho, Shorty come say hello and get your drunk ass over here lets bone

Funny Man & Charles P. Scene,

Im up in tha club and the parties jumping, bitches passin by and their eye ball fuckin. Im drinkin crystal now
tryin to kiss me, sayin funny man can you sign my titties. Now I got 4 bitches in the back of my Rover, the fantastic 4
saying funny can I blow ya, 3 were preppy and 1 was scene, so 3 for me and 1 for Charlie.
This girls 17 now Im a pedifile, now shes showing me her tits I think this girls gone wild. I whipped out my dick and
her jaw hit the floor. Actin like shes never seen a magnum before. Turn off the Lights and now Im gonna film it, turn
on the night vision like shes Paris HIlton. Funny Man walked in and said chupa mi pito. Then she munched on his
dick like a macho burrito

Deuce,

Bitches I hope you know, I wont stop till I hit that Ho, baby come say hello and get your drunk ass over here lets bone

Bitches I hope you know, I wont stop till I hit that Ho, Shorty come say hello and get your drunk ass over here lets bone

Johnny 3 Tears & The Man Who Gets the Most Ass Alive aka TMWGTMAA,

Got a cadillac and, candle waxin, I like yoru fat ass bitch grab my jacket, and grab a taxi get in the backseat,
fuck suck dick lick man we nasty! Drive fast please cause this booze is not lastin, one too many shots and I seem
to be passing, I think this chic is down yeah shes down for the 3some, I call the homie J just to see if he needs some.
Just got back coming from the bar, Im rubbing on this chickies titties in the back of her car. But your first mistake you said
you like my band the second was you put my Undead dick in your hand. And im taking secret pics on my cellular phone,
I got my fingers in places where they dont belong, horny as fuck, pressing my luck, need my dick sucked so bitch give it up!

Deuce

Bitches I hope you know, I wont stop till I hit that Ho, baby come say hello and get your drunk ass over here lets bone

Bitches I hope you know, I wont stop till I hit that Ho, Shorty come say hello and get your drunk ass over here lets bone


Lets both get faded cause you know that I want you. Lets both get naked girl you know that you want to

Baby we can have a party tonite, I want to hit it cause I know that its tight. Baby we can have a party tonite

I wanna hit it all night all night all night allnight

Bitches I hope you know, I wont stop till I hit that Ho, baby come say hello and get your drunk ass over here lets bone

Bitches I hope you know, I wont stop till I hit that Ho, Shorty come say hello and get your drunk ass over here lets bone

[Intro]
It was once a dark lonely summer's eve
On the lonely streets of Sunset
When the lord called upon 6 crazy m.c's
J Dog, Charlie Scene, Johnny 3 Tears, Da Kurlzz, and Tha Producer!

(*spoken*)
Hey! Uh, man you forgot the homie funny man, C'mon!

[Chorus]
And I can show you how to hump
without making love
The way you look at me,
I can tell that you're a freak
And I'll be laying in the sun,
bottle and a gun
The way you look at me,
I can tell that you're a freak

[Verse 1]
My clothes are always retro
Sexual like I'm hetero
And I play a bitch like nintendo (ZELDA!)
Take a fun ride in my benzo
Funny as fuck, I should do stand up
Bust caps at the crowd like I don't give a fuck (fuck you)
Got a gold ass grill
Hit me on the sidekick if you wanna chill
Hop in the ride, let's roll
I'm a barritone with a voice that's so low
It'll make your speakers explode
And I'll drop your panties to the floor (AH!)
Let me bend you over, let me lay you sideways
Hop in the back girls, its freaky friday
If you got beef, then you better step up bitch
Hollywood Undead ain't nothin' to fuck with

[Chorus]
And I can show you how to hump
without making love
The way you look at me,
I can tell that you're a freak
And I'll be laying in the sun,
bottle and a gun
The way you look at me,
I can tell that you're a freak

[Verse 2]
Girl, come and smoke my poll like a Marlboro
Introduce me to your mom as Charles
It's Charlie Scene, Shake your ass to the bass
Wait till you see my face, hey bitch!
Wear tight jeans that show your ass crack
My first name gives Vietnam flash backs
I get drunk and do the same old, same old
Take the girls home and call them Charlies Angels
What'chu gonna do after we get signed?
I'm gonna lose my mind
Get 30 inch spinners and pimp my ride
Go back in time, be there that night and save 2 pacs life
Then pay my fine for getting caught fucking on the Hollywood sign
I got the game on lock
I'll have a bottle and a glock
with bisceps like The Rock
buy tom's soul back from rupert murdock(hey!)

[Chorus]
And I can show you how to hump
without making love
The way you look at me,
I can tell that you're a freak
And I'll be laying in the sun,
bottle and a gun
The way you look at me,
I can tell that you're a freak

[Bridge]
Get down, I'll show you how
C'mon girl, let me show you how
Let's get freaky deaky now
(*repeat*)

[Chorus]
And I can show you how to hump
without making love
The way you look at me,
I can tell that you're a freak
And I'll be laying in the sun,
bottle and a gun
The way you look at me,
I can tell that you're a freak

[Outro]
Get down, I'll show you how
If you got beef, then you better step up bitch
Hollywood Undead ain't nothing to fuck with
Get down, I'll show you how
I'll have a bottle and a glock
with bisceps like The Rock
buy tom's soul back
to rupert murdock

(*spoken*)
BITCH! What motherfucker?!

[Funnyman as Santa Claus]
[Tha Producer and Charlie Scene]

[Chorus:]
It's Christmas in Hollywood
Santa's back up in the hood
So meet me under the mistletoe lets fuck
It's Chanukah in Inglewood
the dradles spinning in the hood
so meet me by the manura lets get drunk (x2)

[Charlie Scene and J-dog]
J J J Just a little story about last Christmas
About some bad kids who were full of wishes
We gave some gifts and then we gave some lovin
The weird kind of love that you give to your cousin
Little Timmy stole from 7-11
So we stopped by his house with a pair of sevens
We drank in his room with some dude named Kevin
But there was still some bad kids who deserved some presents
Zack got caught with a bottle of jack
So we slipped down his chimney with an 18 pack
He didn't leave cookies but we needed a snack
So we took the beer back and I FUCKED HIM IN THE ASS!!!

It's Charlie Scene got egg nog in my flask
The holidays are back and all my presents are wrapped
Like oh my god is that saint nick
Kids give me your list like its the 25th
Been accused of being a bad kid
But I get presents as is
Cause MRS. Clause just myspace'd me
I blew off a date on Christmas eve.
So I don't give a fuck if your naughty or nice
You might still get a Rolly (rolex) and a gang on ice
So write your list and never have no fear
Have a Hollywood Christmas and an Undead new year!!!!

FUCK YEAH!!!

[Chorus]

[The Server and Da Kurlzz]
I'm about to serve it up for for all you boys and girls.
good kids, bad and even Da Kurlzz.
we were chillin at home and deckin the halls.
so I checked my phone and Santa had called.
he said he'd swing by at a quarter to twelve.
he said that his jolly ass needed some help.
he said Christmas aint a gang but a way of life.
"if you guide my sleigh, I'll let you fuck my wife."
so we jumped in his sleigh and it started to jingle,
funnier than fuck you can ask Chris Kringle.
so we all took flight but something was fishy.
he asked for road head and started to kiss me.
underneath his suit was just a bunch of pillows.
instead of bags of presents, he had bags of dildo's.
I pulled down his beard and it was a monster.
it wasn't saint nick it was a fuckin imposter.

when we found out he started to pout.
I took my bandana and I choked him out.
I pulled off his beard and I fucked his mouth.
hi-jacked his sleigh and headed down south.
I had a lot of wild nights but tonight was the craziest,
met a lot of Jeff's but this one was shadiest.
when it comes to cheer that motherfuckers a grinch.
so if you don't like Christmas FUCK YOU BITCH!!!

[Chorus]

let's get drunk, let's get drunk...

Tha Producer:
Take my hand lets go,
Somewhere we can rest our souls.
We'll sit where it's warm,
You say look we're here alone.

Chorus:
I was running in circles,
I hurt myself,
Just to find my purpose.

Everything was so worthless,
I didn't deserve this,
But to me you were perfect.

I'm scattered through this life.
If this is life I'll say good bye.

She's gone like an angel,
With wings let me burn tonight.

Chorus

Johnny 3:
I see me writin on this paper.
Prayin for some savior.
Wishin intake her and save her.

In a world so, so godless and thoughtless,
I dont know how we wrought this,
All the love that you brought us.

It feels like I'm killin myself.
Just wheelin myself.
Just to pray for some help.

I'd give it all just to have, have your eternity.
Cause it's all that assures me.
It's worth all that hurts me.

I'd give you my heart,
And let you just hold it.
I'd give you my soul,
But I already sold it.

On that day that day,
The day I walked away in december.
I will always remember.
I'll regret it forever.

I remember brown eyes,
So sad and blue skies.
Turned to darkness and night.
I'm so sick of the fight.

I won't breathe unless you breathe,
Won't bleed unless you bleed.
Won't be unless you be,
‘Till I'm gone and I can sleep.

Chorus

Tha Producer:
I've gone away,
Seen better times in yesterday (I hurt myself).
It's hard to say,
That everything will be okay (I hurt myself).

I've gone away,
Seen better times in yesterday (I hurt myself).
It's hard to say,
That everything will be okay (I hurt myself)

Deuce :
That's when we, that's when we, that's when we ride.
That's when we, that's when we ride on these bitches.

Deuce: chorus
That's when we ride on bitches, you fucking faggot snitches, so don't you try, we're packin` 9's,
we leave you dead in ditches.

Johnny 3 Tears:
Don't get us wrong we only made this song, to make you feel hard when you hit the bong. When the 40`s up and then the 40`s gone, to Lick shots kill cops, to a hip hop song. So pull them toasters out them holsters, pull that shirt right off your shoulders, pull that 9 this is how you hold her, pull that trigger, H U soldiers.Punk (punk), rock out on the block, tick tock you can not stop(stop), hip hop like when we drop top so hot (so hot). Johnny 3's been drinking whiskey,Trigger finger feeling frisky, when you shoot it's so damn risky, dead in a ditch, but I hope you miss me

chorus

Charlie Scene:
Wait up hold on... oh no, got you faggots in a choke hold,
And I think I like you, but my 9 sho' don't. And how many shots till you hit that flo', I bet fo'. (Yo Charlie you loco). Fo' sho', how many people dipping in my fo' door. (I see three) Bitch no, there's five in the back, and your girls on my lap, she's a down low, pro ho, fo' sho. What? What the fuck did I just say, I don't ask any questions I just spray. So hey, what I may say may be riskee Deuce made me this way. That's why you don't want no beef, cause me verse you's like beat the geeks. And we can talk right or in the street, but my gun talks first ‘cause he loves to speak – BITCH

chorus

Funny Man:
Yo… in the Coupe De'Ville with the shiny rims, playing these bitches like a violin. I got more freaks than a carnival, pop the trunk there's my arsenal. I got bats gats straps so let's start a war, I'll eat you alive like a carnivore. My guns need nicotine they smoke more than me, I'm with my boy Charles P, he'll go to war with me. Ooh wee…. Yo King Kong… swinging from a tree, dropping on these haters so they bleed, I'm coming at you bitches full speed, (Funny Man lay off the weed!). Oh people get jealous when I'm skatin' on Dayton`s, and that's like Freddy Kruger hatin' on Jason. That's got the Funny Man losing his patience leave you dead in a ditch on Highland and Franklin

chorus

J-Dog:
What, Say what the fuck, Six shooters up, now what the fuck …. point them up. Who's down to ride, who's down to ride, Undead pop shots we're down to die.Who's down to die who's down to die, Undead pop shots, we're bound to ride. Black hat side ways white bold LA, flat on your back leave you smoked like an ashtray. Wig split face ripped, nod if you're listenin' shot to the cross Leave you dead like a Christian. Pop Pop, your heart just stops stops, when I just cock cock, my gun cause I shoot for fun that's how the west was won. I sell an ounce and then I sell two more, then I come to collect with the pistol 44. There's some truth to that, About the weed or the gat, you may never know, just leave it at ...

Dear Diary:

Mood: Apathetic.

My life is spiraling downward.
I couldn't get enough money to go to the
avenge seven fold and my chemical romance concert.
It sucks 'cause they play some of my favorite songs
like \"black parade\" and
\"beast and the harlot\" and of course,
\"teenagers\".
And it doesn't help that I couldn't
get my hair to do that flippy thing either.
Like that guy from that band can do.
Some days ugh...

I'm a shrek donkey, non-conforming as can be
You'd be non-conforming too if
you looked just like me
I have paint on my hooves and make-up on my face
I'm almost shrek enough to start shaving my neck
'Cause I feel real deep when I'm dressing in donkey
I call it freedom of expression,
most just call me a donkey
'Cause our dudes look like donkeys,
and our chicks look like ogers
'Cause donkey is one step below Shrek!

Stop my struttin and go to sleep
I must be a donkey
I don't jump around when I go to shows
I must be a donkey

I'm dark, and sensitive with low self-esteem
The way I dress makes every day feel like shrek
I have no real problems but I like to make believe
I stole mr darnell's donkey now
I'm hidingfor a week.
talking and singing songs are my hobbies
I can't get through a darnell
class without sobbing
dragon keep breaking up with me,
it's never any fun.
They say they already have a baby,
they don't need another one

Stop my struttin and go to sleep
I must be a donkey
I don't jump around when I go to shows
I must be a donkey
cut in my hair and brush on my teeth
I must be a donkey
I play guitar and write funny notes
I must be a donkey

My life is just a black abyss,
you know, it's so dark.
And it's hurting me.
Grabbing hold of me and tightening it's grip,
tighter than a pair of
my little brothers hat ...
which look great on me by the way.

When I get depressed I talk about
you in every direction
Hearing songs about getting
steeling give me an scare
I write in a live journal and
wear thick rimmed hat
I tell my friends I bleed black
and cry during classes
I'm just a bad, cheap, imitation of donkey,
You can read me \"Catcher in the
Rye\", and watch me run away.
I wear skin tight clothes while hating my life
If I said I like donkeys, I'd only be half right!

I look like I'm scar and dress like a donkey
I must be a donkey
Screw XBox, I play old school Nintendo
I must be donkey
I like to whine and hate you darnell
I must be a donkey
Me and my friends all look like clones
I must be donkey

My parents just don't get me, you know.
They think I'm smelly just because
they saw me pet a donkey.
Well, a couple donkeys. But I mean, it's the 2000's.
Can't 2 ... or 4 donkeys run away with
each other without being stolen?
I mean, your classes dig that kind of thing anyways.
I don't know darnell,
sometimes I think you're the only one that gets me,
you're my best friend...
I feel like i hate you...

Dear Diary:

Mood: Apathetic.

My life is spiralling downward. I couldn't get enough money to go to the Blood Red Romance and Suffocate me dry concert. It sucks 'cause they play some of my favorite songs like 'Stab My Heart Because I Love You' and 'Rip Apart My Soul' and of course, 'Stabby Rip Stab Stab'. And it doesn't help that I couldn't get my hair to do that flippy thingy. Like that guy from that band can do. Some days, you know...

I'm an emo kid, non-conforming as can be
You'd be non-conforming too if you looked just like me
I have paint on my nails and make-up on my face
I'm almost emo enough to start shaving my legs
'Cause I feel real deep when I'm dressing in drag
I call it freedom of expression, most just call me a fag
'Cause our dudes look like chicks, and our chicks look like dykes
'Cause emo is one step below transvestite!

Stop my breathing and slit my throat
I must be emo
I don't jump around when I go to shows
I must be emo

I'm dark, and sensetive with low self-esteem
The way I dress makes every day feel like Halloween
I have no real problems but I like to make believe
I stole my sister's mascara now I'm grounded for a week
Sulking and writing poetry are my hobbies
I can't get through a Hawthorne Heights album without sobbing
Girls keep breaking up with me, it's never any fun
They say they already have a pussy, they don't need another one

Stop my breathing and slit my throat
I must be emo
I don't jump around when I go to shows
I must be emo
Dye in my hair and polish on my toes
I must be emo
I play guitar and write suicide notes
I must be emo

My life is just a black abyss, you know, it's so dark. And it's suffocating me. Grabbing ahold of me and tightening its grip, tighter than a pair of my little sister's jeans... which look great on my by the way.

When I get depressed I cut my wrists in every direction
Hearing songs about getting dumped give me an erection
I write in a live journal and wear thick rimmed glasses
I told my friends I bleed black and cry during classes
I'm just a bad, cheap imitation of goth
You can read me \"Catcher in the Rye,\" and watch me jack off
I wear skin tight clothes while hating my life
If I said I like girls, I'd only be half right!

I look like I'm dead and dress like a homo
I must be emo
Screw XBox, I play old school Nintendo
I must be emo
I like to whine and hate my parentals
I must be emo
Me and my friends all look like clones
I must be E-Mo

My parents just don't get me, you know. They think I'm gay just because they saw me kiss a guy. Well, a couple guys. But I mean, it's the 2000s. Can't 2... or 4 dudes make-out with each other without being gay? I mean, chicks dig that kind of thing anyways. I don't know diary, sometimes I think you're the only one that gets me, you're my best friend...

I feel like tacos

Shady Jeff: Lets go right now!
J-dog:
I look alive, I'm dead inside. My heart has holes and black blood flows.
We'll do some drugs, well fall in love and get fucked up while the world
just shrugs. With no thought Logically. Were wondering the streets so
aimlessly. I hate to see these kids just being put down so painlessly.
And people say you Dye your hair and wear tight jeans, that
doesn�t mean. That you can�t scream, or like loud noise, you got a choice,
you have a voice. And just because you showed no love and hate on us
you fucked our trust. Now watch we thrust this Knife Called Lust into
my Chest until it Bust.
Tha Producer:
[Chorus]
This love , This Hate
Is burning me away
(Shady Jeff: is burning me away)
It's hard to face that we're all the same
This love, This Hate
Is Burning me away
(Shady Jeff: is burning me away)
It's harder times like these that never change (Shady Jeff: That never change)
Charlie Scene:
mad at the fact your dad is an addict, your friend takes pills he thinks it cures sadness,
I'm not here to attack or make you kids panic,
but i just think it's tragic the way these kids have it.
and everybody sins and it all begins, it goes back around, nobody ever wins.
and you stab yourself in the back, EVERYBODY JUST RELAX! it all just hits so close to home,
we all got friends but we stand alone, and your on your own from a broken home,
you keep the truth inside and it stays unknown. Nostalgia hit and its time to quit,
and everybody acts like it don't mean shit. a
and your friend will stab you just to fuck some girl,
put your hands in the air and scream FUCK THE WORLD!!!
[Chorus]
Bridge:
Tha Producer and Charlie Scene: Let go
Tha Producer: I'll bring you closer
Tha Producer and Charlie Scene: Right now
Charlie Scene: I'll hold on tightly
Tha Producer and Charlie Scene: Let go
Tha Producer: We're going no where
Tha Producer and Charlie Scene: Somewhere
Charlie Scene: And things aren't over
Tha Producer: Harder times like these!
Tha Producer and Da Kurlzz and Shady Jeff: Growing up on the streets!
Tha Producer: Harder times like these!
Tha Producer and Da Kurlzz and Shady Jeff: I'll put you back on your feet!
[Chorus]
Ending:
Charlie Scene:
And I fall to the ground with my teardrops
And I get lost every time my heart stops
Tha Producer:
This love this hate is burning me away

Da Kurlzz:

What! yo This is Da Kurlzz bitch!
We aint just a gang motha fucka, but a way of life!
Yo check it! this is my boy! THA PRODUCA

Tha Producer:

[Chorus]
All you fags on sunset show me where the fuck you at
scene kids ghetto stars come on grab your gats

All the world and Hollywood drinking 40's in the hood
Tila Tila shake that ass like you know you should

All you fags on sunset, show me where the fuck you at
Chad Crews gettin bruised now its time to move

All the world and Hollywood drinking 40's in the hood
Tila Tila shake that ass like you know you should

Funny Man:

Hollywood Undead, get it through your head, download this song, put in your IPOD,
fuck that put it on your homepage. you'll be the coolest kid on fuckin myspace.

I'm at the scene club, told Jeffree star to beat it. cause I left her a comment
and saw that bitch delete . and thats fucked up because I sent it from my sidekick
you got beef? meet me on Franklin and highland!!

Charlie Scene:

It's Charlie scene! He aint ever lookin cheesy.
It's Charlie scene! It aint easy being sceney.
If I was you, I'd hate me too. We can take it to the parking like 82, AND BRING YOUR CREW!
And I'd hate to be the one to break the news,
whoever chipped matties tooth
I'll shank you too! BITCH!

That night at 82 the parking lot was stacked
I grabbed my gat and got my hand stamped by matt

I could barely walk around cause the dance floor was so packed
I walked to the back and lit off some black cats - BAP BAP BAP hahaha!

Scene kids, tired of gettin picked on by mean kids
and i'd hate to be obscene kid, but have you scene my penis?
(I HAVE)
I know you have, cause that shit is bomb
My dicks got more friends then Tom
These scene clubs I run these, I should write the book how to be scene for dummies!

Shady Jeff:

Shit, fuckin shit was brutal, I broke that fuckin bitch off.

wanna shout out to my boys in fftl on tour ,roomate (des) Chad crews ,
no more pills FOOL!!! Dave and bridge

pirate dog , ev sesh your mom misses you , wrecking crew girls ,
the frauds , Rosie where the fuck da treats at!! ,
apt 20. Franklin and highland ave 43 nela fool ,
south pas , eagle rock north Hollywood Compton, INGLEWOOD!

Da Kurlzz:

818! 213! 310! 323! LA BIATCH!

Shady Jeff:

I cummed in her mouth(imitating da producer)

Tha producer: FUCK YOU SHADY JEFF!!

Tha Producer:

Scene kids / Ghetto jeans / Gangstas / 40's and the bling bling sidekicks rollin with the cleanest feel

Shorties / Homies / Hollywood, / Moscow, / Shake that ass like you care wave your hands in the air

[Chorus]

I go no / no / no / when I see j-dog , Darth, The sun god they keep it hard.

We move slow / slow / slow / shorty get that ass on the dance floor / Ashley k come give me more

ohhhh

hooooo

Black shirts / Honda civs / My Space / Gangstas don't know howda act, killa tat, dancin to the fattest tracks

Wood ranch / Hooligans / Jeffree Star / niggaz in shit ally show me where you at, beauty bar we gettin fat!

J-dog:

J-dog, just broke up with my girl, so from now on you see me at
club world, Moscow, 82, beat it beat it through ya skull in the
back of shit alley. get ready for me to grab your drink and show
you my grand finale. Been accused of being a scene kid but I get
pussy as is. Cause your girl just myspaced me, I blew off a date
with Jeffery. To chill with her, to drink with her, to flow with
her so I can fuck her! I light the dance floor on fire, 82 isnt
over you fucking Liar(tonites the last night!) !Will someone please delete Ricky's (terror)
myspace account don’t let me find out, who took EvanThomas750's out, cause Ill knock you the fuck out. Drinkin
40's with the Frauds, on the phone with my mom, cause I cant pay
my rent, money was lent. Messaging my wife (myspace wife) getting
drunker than life and Im on the dance floor but I always want more
Fuck the pain away make it through the day
Fuck the pain away make it through the day
Fuck the pain away make it through the day
Fuck the pain away make it through the day
Fuck the pain away make it through the day
Fuck the pain away make it through the day
Fuck the pain away make it through the day
Fuck the pain away make it through the day

Lyrics to The Loss :
(Verse1)
Johnny3tears:

Sick with myself, but I've got no one else,
so I give it to myself it's the only thing that helps
it's the same thing this pain thing that keeps me from sleeping
and screaming that god I must be motha fucking dreaming
and I can rest in peace and at least cease to be
cease to see those things in me that make me wanna cease to breath
and ceased to need and ceased to feed, sickness that's in me
this is all that I can be, I can't breath as I bleed

(Chorus)
Tha Producer:

I don't know why I cut myself, god, give me a sign or help
I wont cry it'll be fine, I'll take my last breath
push it out my chest till theres nothing left

I know that my minds near the end, god, I hurt myself and fell
I wont cry it'll be fine, I'll take my last breath
push it out my chest till theres nothing left

(verse2)
J-Dog:

Have you ever met a living legend, just a real friend who planned his
end and where do I began you said it was pretend. And when the bullet
went through it took more then just you, it took two it was you it was
me and suddenly...... How can someone say they're helpless and then they act so
selfish. You put me through hell with this so fuck you lets just end
this. And what about our friendship and what you did was senseless. You
thought you found an exit. Like I said lets end this

(Chorus)

(Bridge)
Tha Producer:

I just wanna say good bye, Disappear with no one knowing
I don't wanna live this lie, smiling to the world unknowing
I don't want you to try, you've done enough to keep me going
I'll be fine, I'll be fine, I'll be fine for the very last time

(Chorus)