Taste Of Blood – Milestones Reduced To Garbage lyrics

I never thought that I would want to die alone
But I have kind of been forced into that sentiment
I wish I could remember what set me off
So I could try to justify this overreaction in every sense of the word.
Desperate times call for desperate measures
And desperate measures call selfish acts of stupidity
Those are the type of things that will lead to the attachment of the one I would like to forget
I have done something that I have truly come to regret.