i am at the bar,
and i cannot find a place to sit.
i become acquainted with my loneliness at all the times like this,
and i think about the things i'd say,
if only you would listen,
but i'm standing by the jukebox,
drinking away my depression.
the tip of my tongue's on fire
from the words that are burning there,
and your lips don't put them out,
they just push down all the air,
sending all the embers from the fire down to my throat,
i am burning on the inside
'cause my feelings have me chocked.
i'm sorry i can't help you right now.
it just feels like all my walls are crumbling down.
i'm tired of feeling crazy all the fucking time.
i'm tired of losing my mind.
i'm tired of losing my mind.
how could i ever help you when i'm only half a human?
my arms and legs might as well be named 'anxiety' and 'depression',
'boarderline personality', 'ADH-fucking-D'.
with all of these disorders,
it's hard to tell which is me,
and every day i live on this earth is dependency,
because every single fucking day is an emergency,
and i would call 911 but they couldn't give a fuck.
i just wish there was a way out of all of this,
'cause i feel stuck.
and all i know right now,
is i don't know anything.
i don't even know what to talk about when sing,
and i know that you don't understand and you probably never will,
but i'm tired of being stuck with the bill.
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