Russian Hotel Aftermath - Emmure

The only reason I continue to live is to spite you

Press my ear against the door

To hear the truth in your scathing words

The hardest part

The hardest part

Is admitting to myself…

The hardest part

The hardest part

Is admitting to myself that you were right

I’m just a loser

A letter to my future self;

How the fuck you doing kid?

You went and ruined everything

Gone and fucked up all your dreams

Pour a drink on to the street

For all the friends you wish you had

Now that no one gives a fuck

It seems you went and ended up

Where you deserve, I guess

I guess

I’ve lived too long

I’ve lived too long

The only way I can make sense of this mess

I’ve lived too long

I’ve lived too long

The only way I can make sense of this mess

Are you happy now?

Are you happy now?

Are you happy now that I hate myself?

I hate myself

I hate myself

I hate myself

Are you happy now?

I hate myself

I hate myself

Are you happy now?