| I can’t take the pounding in my head
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| Of my existential dread
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| I know I do this to myself but
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| I can’t help that
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| I don’t make
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| A very good first impression
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| The world is bored of my depression
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| Tell me, are you bored of it too?
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| Of me too?
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| You see
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| I’m feeling so afraid
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| I’ve become someone I hate
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| 'Cause I can’t escape the pain
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| Of the war inside my brain
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| I know I just may be
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| The death of you and me
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| But I can’t escape the pain
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| Of the war inside my brain
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| We didn’t make it too far
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| We were driving in your car
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| When I started fantasizing
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| About dying
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| And I know
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| It seems so problematic
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| But I’m little melodramatic
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| Maybe I’m happiest when I’m sad
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| Is it bad?
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| You see
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| I’m feeling so afraid
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| I’ve become someone I hate
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| 'Cause I can’t escape the pain
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| Of the war inside my brain
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| I know I just may be
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| The death of you and me
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| But I can’t escape the pain
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| Of the war inside my brain
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| (Say it will be over soon) |