I'll leave it all up to my higher power
I forgot, i give up i forgot i give up
Here's to you beating me wet puking
I forgot i give up... im unlce... im daddy
Scissors tied whip she hit me, upset
I forgot i give up i forgot i give up
Sad boy created a head... sad stabbed happy with a pencil

Lectern's legato, but im the legatee of leeward lechery.....
So-called sob story, so-called sob story sob story....
Tell me again about the one when you knew what I was thinking....
And then i kill them, eat your face, eat your face, eat your face.....
This last chance, curled in a ball, bobbing for assholes....
I trip, i forget, i get up, i'm daddy....
Like a seed being watched won't grow... shut up and put your face back on

Screams have achieved state of mind, no longer do i whisper
With friends that now mean fuckers, with golden social ears, lick
Them with my sarcasm and taste their ignorant cheers... sour.
Salty, sweaty, sweet... nineteen levels of this forcefull thing blacker
And never so colorfull, i am weaker and never so fit... defenseless..

Put me to sleep to ignore...
Fiver years, five hours, five years, five hours, five hours,
Thanks for another lesson well learned well...
Like i needed more scars, cut, like i needed more scars cut...
The blind leading the dead, leading the soon to be dead,
Leaving the killer to careless...
Fiver years, five hours, five years, five hours
Five years five hours, five years, five inches wins

Lyrics submitted by iLL Ronald

Sad Boy song meanings
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