Living everyday with my innate craze
Compulsive
Bit Impulsive
In frame
Paint it with pain
Carvin' a smile on my face
Just to say that I'm okay
Happy withering through seemingly the worst of things
That this f*cked up life can bring
Sleepless nights with them bloodshot eyes
Mind might be quite past borderline fried
Dying on my tongue a tab of cyanide diethylamide
I feel more dead than alive
I've tried
Too many times to persuade my mind - Everything's alright
Right?
Why does it seem like the path I made is crumbling
Being ripped at the f*cking seams?
Like walking on a tight string
Fear of falling
Get the feeling that I'm going down
Now
