1. Bad Baby

Breathe death-drink life until we drown
we eat the hand that feeds us now
goin' blind trying to stay awake
we keep on laughing 'cuz were so afraid

Inhale my hell
you will suffer my show and tell

Why must our love turn into hate?
we kill ourselves to keep us sane
life's pleasures will not end our pain
we want something to feel the same

Breathe death-drink life until we drown
eat the hand that feeds us now
goin' blind trying to stay awake
we keep on laughing 'cuz we're so afraid

Inhale my hell
you will suffer my show and tell

Exhale this jail
it's hard to heal from wounds when they're not real

Why must our love turn into hate?
we kill ourselves to keep us sane
life's pleasures will not end our pain
we want something to feel the same

We want something to feel nothing
we want something to feel nothing
want something to feel nothing
want something to feel nothing

Feel nothing
feel nothing
feel nothing