It takes a while to make new habits stick
To throw away the old ones does the trick
It's f*cking hard to leave my life behind, especially since I don't know what I'll find
Can my new place ever feel like home, will it ever feel good to be alone?
It takes a while to drink myself to sleep
My mirrors tell me I'm an ugly creep
I cannot read a book or watch TV
My place is not the place I want to be
Can my new girl wash away my pain, will I ever be happy again?
Need my friends
Make amends
Fallen deep
Want to sleep
It takes a while to get life back on track
To realize that there's no turning back
How can I make my future look less black, and deal with my anxiety attacks?