obsessed alone uninspired can't sleep dead tired words no longer i'm weak you're stronger hope where'd it go down and out feelin low fate just my luck she's gone now i'm fucked shave my head slit my wrists things to do on a list take a hike off a cliff pour a drink make it stiff try to give her some space wish i could vanish without a trace i'm fucking crazy fucking obsessed full of regret heads a mess need her touch need her skin need it too much need it like sin trouble thinking i'm just a freak ship of emotions has sprung a leak now i am drowning now i can't breathe sink or swim why'd she leave
Yeah, me too! The tone of this one is very....I don't know. It's like listening to someone muttering in his sleep, y'know? Like I'm listening to someone having a nightmare and talking in his/her sleep.
