Kind Of Sick Of Life

I don't wanna take out loans

I don't wanna be at home

I don't wanna say goodbye

And I don't wanna be alone

I just wanna stay inside

I don't know how or where I'd hide

And I don't wanna suicide

But I'm getting sick of life

I wake up every morning

Feeling like a sack of sh*t

And it don't matter if it's pouring outside

Cause I'm so sick of all the fallacies and galaxies

I make with all the sticks I find

And words that rhyme, I try to cry

I tried to mind my pessimist

But consciousness is closing in

And my resolve is wearing thin

Impulsiveness is my illness

And demons like to listen in

I'm falling through the corridor

Of all the things that I adore

I open doors and find a corpse

But I ignore it, of course

Yeah, I ignore it, of course

Yeah, I ignore it, of course

I just wanna spend the night

I just wanna stop the fighting

I hear inside my head

I just wanna hold you tight

I just kinda feel uneasy

When it approaches evening

There's monsters in my bed

And there's no one that can save me

Lately, I've been feeling crazy

Numbers in my head

I'm counting student loans and babies

Maybe, I'll be looking 'round for daisies

To put upon my coffin

I'll be buried in shortly

I wake up every morning

Feeling like a sack of sh*t

And it don't matter if it's pouring outside

Cause I'm so sick of all the fallacies and galaxies

I make with all the sticks I find

And words that rhyme, I try to cry

I tried to mind my pessimist

But consciousness is closing in

And my resolve is wearing thin

Impulsiveness is my illness

And demons like to listen in

I'm falling through the corridor

Of all the things that I adore

I open doors and find a corpse

But I ignore it, of course

Yeah, I ignore it, of course

Yeah, I ignore it, of course