Spiraling again
I'd rather be dead
All you are now
Is a voice in my head
On the way down
Can't escape the come down
Tear my heart out
Bury me now
My blood on the floor
The knife's in your hand
I thought we were more
Stop making me sad
Can't take it
Getting wasted
Need to be intoxicated
Think i'm a pessimist
At least that's what my therapist said
Can't tell if i'm dead or not
I've gotta quit telling them
I'm ripping out my hair again
Looks like i've lost another friend
You make it hard to breath
Please stop perceiving me
Live in a fever dream
This can't be healthy
And i'm so sick
Of all the places that you'd never let me go
And now i've lost my mind
It's been a long time coming
The reaper's staring me down
Got me lying in the dirt
Like i'm six ft underground
Am i making you proud?
With my head in the sand
And my heart in a box now
I'm in over my head again
How long do I need to pretend?
That i'm not standing on the edge
Finger on the trigger
Face down on the carpet
Think i'm a pessimist
At least that's what my therapist said
Can't tell if i'm dead or not
I've gotta quit telling them
I'm ripping out my hair again
Looks like i've lost another friend
Shoulda listened when i said
'It's happening again'
This existential dread is really f*cking with my-
And i'm so sick
Of all the places that you'd never let me go
And now i've lost my mind
It's been a long time coming
And now i've lost my mind
And now i've lost my mind
And now i've lost my mind
It's been a long time coming
And now i've lost my mind
It's been a long time coming