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 fuck

(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