Snowtown - Talk to Myself Lyrics

I wanna be something
For real
I wanna be something
For real
Don't know what to feel

It's not like I started this yesterday
Trying so hard to remember
Why I came

I'm stuck on this planet, I was put here
Didn't ask to be here
No its not fair
Get out of my head
I wish I were dead
Sometimes I talk to myself to pretend I have friends

The fire behind my eyes; aims up at the sky
Searching for more
Searching for a door, cause I need to leave
Before the devil starts another war inside of me
Burning in my skull
I have bullets in my head
Let out by the lead of this pencil on my desk
I feel like I am safer
My thoughts are out on paper
Writing it is helping
This pencils not possession
It's a weapon
To fight off my fears
When they attack
My throat closes up
My thinking disrupted
My own brain can't be trusted
I miss myself
It feels like I have a chronic aversion to help

A chronic aversion to help