I've spent my days here away from everyone
Encountering everything I've ever done
My own hands around my neck dragging me back to where I was
If you only knew how much I gave a f*ck
(It's not enough) It never is
Desperately reaching for a moment of bliss
But I guess I'm just an anxious piece of shit
My mind is blinded by my past and it won't die if I keep looking back
I need to know if I'm alone or not
Do you hate yourself the way that I hate the world?
We can get through this encounter
Together