Teeth to Concrete

Faces in the crowds
Blur right in
There's no justification
I just want to see pain

Internal conflict
With everyone else
Disregard for feelings
Alienate myself

Enjoyment of life
Makes me want death
There's no fucking pleasure
In feeling happiness

When all is right
I feel most sick
Your good time ends now
When your jaw meets my fist

Crush every perfect smile to dust