Whitechapel - Blacked Out Lyrics
I asked god why am I sufferingHe said, welcome to the world your bank account reignsI salute my wasted youthAnd tip this bottle back until the nerves ignore the painRepetition needs a friendI have a 12 gauge resting in my handsHow 'bout we get this party started rightAnd use a bullet for each of your eyesRepetition's at its endHow does it feel to receive rather to sendOh, I forgot you don't have a *****ing brainIt was blown out by another man drove insaneI can't feel a thingEmotionlessness never felt me this wayCan this be the rest of my lifeNo care, no remorseFollow me to a cold, numb mindAnd live the life of a corpseI asked god when will I get my chanceHe said, I don't have and answer and I don't have a planI salute my wasted youthAnd tip this bottle back until the nerves ignore the painBlacked outBlacked outBlacked out, my conscience is controling meBlacked out, the poison never leaves my veinsBlacked outCan this be the rest of my lifeNo care, no remorseFollow me to a cold, numb mindAnd live the life of a corpseI need an answerI need closureI salute my wasted youthAnd tip this bottle back until the nerves ignore the painRepetition needs a friendI have a 12 gauge resting in my handsHow 'bout we get this party started rightAnd use a bullet for each of your eyesRepetition's at its endHow does it feel to receive rather to sendOh, I forgot you don't have a *****ing brainIt was blown out by another man drove insaneI can't feel a thingMy emotions have the best of meI can't feel a thingMy emotions help me truly see when I'm blacked outBlacked outBlacked outBlacked out, my conscience is controling meBlacked out, the poison never leaves my veinsBlacked out
