Night creeper

Day sleeper

What’s the point, I’m just sinking deeper

I can’t stand standing still

But even worse, is when madness takes the reigns

Makes me do things against my will

 

Oh my head, my damn head

This voice, and it’s MY voice

That tells me I’m better off dead

 

Batshit psycho

Craziest bitch that I know

I can’t stand the demon I become

When I snap out of it

I haven’t just lost my sanity, my dignity is also gone

 

Oh my head, my fucking head

These dark rooms I lock myself in, no keys

When it gets pitchblack and I’m on my knees

Stuck in my head, I get stuck in my head

That’s when I wish I was already dead

 

I can’t explain

I can’t defend

Can’t mask it up, can’t play pretend

I know you get tired of me

I see it in your eyes, when you can’t look at me

I just don’t know how to make it end

 

It’s like a fire that just has to burn out

Then I’m left with the ashes

It makes it so hard for me to map out the route

When my brain is put under pressure, it crashes

And I hate myself for it, more than you know

But I know I got more of ‘em coming..

My personal tragedy, up to my neck in misery:

Here’s another horror show

 

Oh my head, my bloody head

To you I guess I’m already dead

I am so fucking sorry I can’t control my brain

That I go insane again and again

I know I’m just a constant strain

I know there’s not a lot of love that can remain

 

And you probably hate me

But I’d rather have you hating me than feeling you should save me

I’m trying the best I can to do something right

But every day of every week of every month of every damn year

My entire life, just a constant fight

 

My head, my hopeless head

If I could just donate my life

to someone more worthy of it instead

I feel so ashamed, knowing I’m both blessed and privileged

Everyone else seems to know the road to success

I wish I could do just one thing right, but I always just end up making a bigger mess

 

I’m sorry for taking up space

I’m sorry for the mistakes I can never erase

I’m sorry that I never reach

the dreams that I chase

 

And I’m sorry I was born your sister

Sorry that I was born your daughter

Sorry for breaking your heart, mister

Sorry to everyone that was affected

by the rings I made in the water

 

Oh, my head, my useless head

If I could just donate my life

to someone more worthy instead