| Song | Clear Head |
| Artist | I Declare War |
| Album | I Declare War |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Your face says you’re doing well, | |
| You’re eyes scream misery. | |
| Words fall out of your mouth ‘cause they have to. | |
| On again with this mindless fucking routine. | |
| Go home, drink, and cry yourself to sleep. | |
| Mental pain turns into pure hatred. | |
| Blank faced with bags under your eyes. | |
| They take comfort in your misery. | |
| They see it and they feel it. | |
| You bring joy to lives knowing it’s not them. | |
| I am disgusting human waste. | |
| I am disgusting. | |
| Blank faced with bags under your eyes. | |
| They take comfort in your misery. | |
| Go home and cry yourself to sleep, | |
| Sleep on. | |
| Cry yourself to sleep. | |
| Nothing is going to change. | |
| I am disgusting human waste. | |
| We all know we are going to die, | |
| Now seems like it might be the right time. |
| Your face says you' re doing well, | |
| You' re eyes scream misery. | |
| Words fall out of your mouth ' cause they have to. | |
| On again with this mindless fucking routine. | |
| Go home, drink, and cry yourself to sleep. | |
| Mental pain turns into pure hatred. | |
| Blank faced with bags under your eyes. | |
| They take comfort in your misery. | |
| They see it and they feel it. | |
| You bring joy to lives knowing it' s not them. | |
| I am disgusting human waste. | |
| I am disgusting. | |
| Blank faced with bags under your eyes. | |
| They take comfort in your misery. | |
| Go home and cry yourself to sleep, | |
| Sleep on. | |
| Cry yourself to sleep. | |
| Nothing is going to change. | |
| I am disgusting human waste. | |
| We all know we are going to die, | |
| Now seems like it might be the right time. |
| Your face says you' re doing well, | |
| You' re eyes scream misery. | |
| Words fall out of your mouth ' cause they have to. | |
| On again with this mindless fucking routine. | |
| Go home, drink, and cry yourself to sleep. | |
| Mental pain turns into pure hatred. | |
| Blank faced with bags under your eyes. | |
| They take comfort in your misery. | |
| They see it and they feel it. | |
| You bring joy to lives knowing it' s not them. | |
| I am disgusting human waste. | |
| I am disgusting. | |
| Blank faced with bags under your eyes. | |
| They take comfort in your misery. | |
| Go home and cry yourself to sleep, | |
| Sleep on. | |
| Cry yourself to sleep. | |
| Nothing is going to change. | |
| I am disgusting human waste. | |
| We all know we are going to die, | |
| Now seems like it might be the right time. |