And I've been overthinking every word I've ever said
Tired of wasting all my days just f*cking laying in bed
But I don't wanna go out, no I don't want to leave the house
I don't want to have to deal with thoughts of self-doubt
But wait, I do that anyways, I need to start changing how I spend all of my days
Staring into this screen can't be good for my health, but
It's better than stressing over my lack of wealth, so
Maybe it's better if I just stayed inside
I don't think therapy would really help with this vibe
Because I let every single person down in my life
It's better to think that even if I didn't make the choices that I did
I would still end up wishing that I was dead
So how about you man? How do you cope
You just get the f*ck over it, huh? oh
Well, don't you think I f*cking tried that
Why the f*ck would I want to mope around and be this sad sack of
Shit that I express myself as
I want to be happy man, I just don't know why I can't put on a smile and fake
I'm alright, or I'm fine
And lately, weird thoughts have been seeping inside
I don't know if anything is real or if I
Have finally broken down, maybe mentally died