My head is a prison
that nobody visits
i’m stuck in this hell
and I can’t find an exit
I wish things were different
I wish I could help it
stress keeps building
I can’t fucking fix this
I'm a victim to my own mind
anxious all the damn time
not too far from the edge
i'm hanging by a fine line
i'm a stranger in my own skin
unhinged emotions
what's it like to feel real?
I've lost it again
I’m obsessed with doing the wrong thing
I never learn from my mistakes, it’s a routine
i’ll always be second best, it’s something that I learned to live with
I am a train wreck
I guess I am who I am
I don’t expect you to understand
I can’t move on I can’t progress
Stuck in a standstill, i’m here stagnant
Relapsing on the aftermath of the old me
my old ways composed of demon limbs and a rope swing
can't snap out of it this the reality
of a lost mind with a destructive personality
useless and irrelevant
worthless and incompetent
intolerable and belligerent
I can't even make sense of it
i'm sick of everything (i'm sick sick sick of everything)
i'm sick of everything x2