Generation Blood

I'm running out of metaphors to sweetly say how much I hate me I'm running out of chemicals to soothe my senses and sedate me I'll be the last boy that you ever trust 'Cause I was the first to show you how But when a brain can't separate a loss It can only separate itself Baby, maybe you should have listened your Mother when she warned you how history repeats itself Lately only thing that's saving you Is a couple miles, disconnected phone And my fading will I'll be the last boy that you ever trust the blackest eye that you called home But when a brain can't separate a loss It can surely denigrate a love I'm holding on I'm holding on I'm holding on to my last breath These shades are drawn My color gone This darkened room Is all that's left A flash of red and blue I swallow, choke, and think of you but I'm holding on Still holding These shaking hands around my neck I'm running out of self esteem and I can't seem to perceive how I'm Running out on everything and everyone who wants to help but I'll be the last man that you ever love I was the first to show you hell But when a brain can't diagnose a cause It can only die to know it's unwell Don't save me. maybe I should have listened to my Father when he said do what I say not what I do but Blame me drain me every drop of generation blood I'm a sum of a gun stained on you I'll be the last man you ever cry for I never wanted this to come true And with my dying breath I swear to god I prayed that ambulance is for you I'm holding on I'm hold on I'm holding on to my last breath These shades are drawn My color gone This darkened room Is all that's left A flash of red and blue I swallow, choke, and think of you but I'm holding on Still holding These shaking hands around my neck Are all that's left