Blacked Out - Whitechapel

I asked God why am I suffering

He said, welcome to the world your bank account reigns

I salute my wasted youth

And tip this bottle back until the nerves ignore the pain

Repetition needs a friend

I have a 12 gauge resting in my hands

How 'bout we get this party started right

And use a bullet for each of your eyes

Repetition’s at it’s end

How does it feel to receive rather to send

Oh, I forgot you don’t have a fucking brain

It was blown out by another man drove insane

I can’t feel a thing

Emotionlessness never felt me this way

Can this be the rest of my life

No care, no remorse

Follow me to a cold, numb mind

And live the life of a corpse

I asked God when will I get my chance

He said, I don’t have an answer and I don’t have a plan

I salute my wasted youth

And tip this bottle back until the nerves ignore the pain

Blacked out

Blacked out

Blacked out, my conscience is controling me

Blacked out, the poison never leaves my veins

Blacked out

Can this be the rest of my life

No care, no remorse

Follow me to a cold, numb mind

And live the life of a corpse

I need an answer

I need closure

I salute my wasted youth

And tip this bottle back until the nerves ignore the pain

Repetition needs a friend

I have a 12 gauge resting in my hands

How 'bout we get this party started right

And use a bullet for each of your eyes

Repetition’s at it’s end

How does it feel to receive rather to send

Oh, I forgot you don’t have a fucking brain

It was blown out by another man drove insane

I can’t feel a thing

My emotions have the best of me

I can’t feel a thing

My emotions help me truly see when I’m blacked out

Blacked out

Blacked out

Blacked out, my conscience is controling me

Blacked out, the poison never leaves my veins

Blacked out