Lyrics Wakefield – Decisions

Decisions, decisions
My minds blowing into your screen
Television disrupting the sound of the tears
In the kitchen where my mom first threw a knife at me

Suck it up kid
You’re about to die anyway
Your dad’s wasted
Your mom’s on crack
Your brother’s gay.
Never mind that
Take a .22 to your mouth
And blow your brains out
I’m sitting alone
I need someone to hold
My heart hurts.
Decisions to make
Am I ready to take my life away?

I’m drowning here
To seal the flame
We’re happy I will see you all in hell
I can’t stop there
To say, again
The reason we’re blown away

Away…

Decisions, decisions
My mind’s blowing into the screen
Television disrupting the sound of the tears
Never mind
Take a .22 to your mouth
And blow your brains out
I’m sitting alone
I need someone to hold
My heart hurts
Decisions to make
Am I ready to take my life AWAY