Weekend Nachos. First to Burn. Zeneszám

You look at your life, as I look at mine
Optimism is your poison
Can?t choke on false hope because I refuse to believe that this world is on my side
You are the reason I suffer
Your laughter is tearing my ears off
Good times are taken from me
Your smile is burning my eyes out
I find discomfort in a world where you reign supreme as I sit here alone looking down at the blackened sky
Your positivity makes my stomach turn
When hell is on Earth, you?ll be the first to burn
I don?t want you to ever learn because I want you to be the first to burn