Generation Blood

I'm running out of metaphors to sweetly say how much I hate me
I'm running out of chemicals to soothe my senses and sedate me

I'll be the last boy that you ever trust
'Cause I was the first to show you how
But when a brain can't separate a loss
It can only separate itself

Baby, maybe you should have listened your
Mother when she warned you how history repeats itself
Lately only thing that's saving you
Is a couple miles, disconnected phone
And my fading will

I'll be the last boy that you ever trust
the blackest eye that you called home
But when a brain can't separate a loss
It can surely denigrate a love

I'm holding on
I'm holding on
I'm holding on to my last breath
These shades are drawn
My color gone
This darkened room
Is all that's left
A flash of red and blue
I swallow, choke, and think of you but
I'm holding on
Still holding
These shaking hands around my neck

I'm running out of self esteem and I can't seem to perceive how I'm
Running out on everything and everyone who wants to help but

I'll be the last man that you ever love
I was the first to show you hell
But when a brain can't diagnose a cause
It can only die to know it's unwell

Don't save me. maybe I should have listened to my
Father when he said do what I say not what I do but
Blame me drain me every drop of generation blood
I'm a sum of a gun stained on you

I'll be the last man you ever cry for
I never wanted this to come true
And with my dying breath I swear to god
I prayed that ambulance is for you

I'm holding on
I'm hold on
I'm holding on to my last breath
These shades are drawn
My color gone
This darkened room
Is all that's left
A flash of red and blue
I swallow, choke, and think of you but
I'm holding on
Still holding
These shaking hands around my neck

Are all that's left