Coming to terms with dying alone Mindless lobotomy staring at phone After having a life that is empty at most Brain damaged parasite seeking a host I have 22 years worth of baggage you see And nobody can carry such deadweight for me I'm expendable surely I'm great for the good But the bad is so bad that it ruins the mood Exploding head syndrome is always a blast And I bend over backwards and land on my ass Which is always the issue that's holding me back Making excuses for people who treat me like crap So I'd stay home from school but now school is at home So I lay in my bed all day browsing my phone Neurodivergency eating my time Wasting my life being online Down at rock bottom, midlife crisis coming soon Throwing me out from a plane with no parachute I have no plans for my life and nothing to do Nothing to do Down in the gutter, surrounded by sewage drains Stinking up everything till I relapse again Rock bottom doesn’t feel so different from my bed So I guess Coming to terms with my spinstery self Is less of a shame spiral more like accept So I’ll just live as a vampire suck out the fun Of every person who thinks I'm the one I don't like to imagine the future at all But maybe without all the trouble of love I’d be fine on my own drinking blood from a bag 500 years old and still just as sad So the futures abhorrent, and the past is a pain And the present is empty and boring and lame Homemade brain tumour eating my skull Gnawing and gnashing head empty no thoughts And living's repetitive, life's just a bust Everything's relative, I am just dust Just the bug you brush of your ear Singing my songs that nobody hears Down at rock bottom, midlife crisis coming again Throwing me out from a roof with no working brain I have no goals for my life and nothing to say Nothing to say Down in the gutter, surrounded by rusty pipes Falling asleep in the shitwater overnight From shit I have come and to shit I’ll return that's fine That's fine