Sick

Feeling breath growing shorter and shorter
All my worries, they drift away
As the sunset fades from my eyes tonight
I may never see this morning light again

God forbid I turn my back for just one goddamn fucking second
It’s like time’s standing still, it’s fucking making me ill
A paradox inside the pair of knots that hangs from the ceiling
Spinning around and around, can’t hear a sound

I feel dead, so mislead, and everything in between
It’s by far the worst case I’ve ever seen
I look myself in the face, it looks like I’ve lost the race
It’s not like they said it’d be easy

Feeling breath growing shorter and shorter
All my worries, they drift away
As the sunset fades from my eyes tonight
I may never see this morning light again

And I know, at times I don’t make sense
Holding on, to what these words once meant
Letting go, is easier said than done
Take a look at what my life’s become

If I spend this life digging my own grave
At least I’ll finally have a place to rest
But if I spend this life searching for meaning
I fear I may discover something more

You have no idea how hard I’ve tried not to lose my fucking mind

I’ve never felt so goddamn alone
Insignificant, never at home
Feeling dread, all the self loathing
Without a doubt it’s the end of my story

I feel like I’m looking down the barrel of a gun
So broken and scattered, everything’s numb

Feeling breath growing shorter and shorter
All my worries, they drift away
As the sunset fades from my eyes tonight
I may never see this morning light again

I can’t help but to think it’s somehow my fault, this suffering
Broken bones and broken promises, empty words, a fear I’ll end this
I’m getting ready, kick the chair, take my life, what you think I care?
I’ve been at this my whole life, what a shame that I wouldn’t think twice