Shakey presence
I'm losing my essence
Screw in my head
In my head, though
Just left for dead
Left for dead, no
Brains on the floor, though
Smash me with the door with the door
I'm just a loser
Just a loser
Just a loser
Why am I f*cking living
Just to dig my own grave
I'm someone who can't be saved
Oh no
Sunken bodies
That fill the lake
I hear the leaves
That fill the rake
I'm wide awake
As I see the path I take
Why am I f*cking living
Living just to dig my own grave
I'm someone who can't be saved
Can't be saved
Oh no
Why am I f*cking living
I can't be saved
I said I can't be saved
Oh no