It’s been a shit week

Put your headphones on

While I sing myself to sleep

 

(Some things I can only say to myself. Well, most things.. All of ‘em actually. No wonder I’m lonely.. No wonder I drive myself mad)

 

I know you think I’m cold-hearted

I have my reasons so don’t get me started

I know you think I don’t play fair

To tell you the truth I don’t really care

 

Where are we going?

I don’t know about you but I don’t have any plans

Been in survival mode like some kinda trance

Guess I forgot you exist again

Death is very hard to resist again

Back to self-hating, self-sabotaging

How do I break this cycle without killing myself?

 

I know you think I’m a piece of shit

I think so too and I can’t seem to quit

I know you hate how I just don’t care

To tell you the truth: There’s times when we hang out and I ain’t even there

 

What’s going on?

I try to check in with my soul but it seems to be gone

Painted all my days black

Hope is lost, and it’s not coming back

Missed her funeral, couldn’t stomach it

Life is brutal, life is unfair, isn’t it?

 

I want out, I want out

But I just got this life to live

 

You want my honest thoughts?

Nah, didn’t think so, that’s why my phone is off

I think I’ve faked it for so long, I can no longer tell

I’ve been pretending I am okay, but I’m living in some kind of hell

I’m so bloody miserable, can’t stand myself

But no one’s gonna come to the rescue:

You always have to save yourself

 

I want out, I want out

But I just got this life to live!