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