Don't know how or why or when the cycle starts again

Picking up the broken pieces

I haven't been able to find a fuckin' reason to keep myself breathin'

I'm shattered and defeated

Partaking in the bourbon

I'm sipping and I'm swervin'

Asking "Is it worth it? Why do I deserve this?"

Wide awake, I'm tossin' and turnin'

Reminded yet again why I'm feelin' like I'm so worthless

Reminiscing finer days

Thinking back, I'm unphased

Before the path to my private hell was neatly paved

Now I've got one foot inside my own shallow grave

People like me, no, we can't be saved

You'll never understand and you can't take away the pain

To these mental demons I'm always enslaved

I swear it seems I'll never break free from their chains

I start question if I'm slowly going insane

Seems easier to load my head full of lead

Sometimes I feel like I'd be better off dead

But I'm trapped in this emptiness I call a bed

Inner demons at war, it's a battlefield of bloodshed

It seems easier to load my head full of lead

Sometimes I feel like I'd be better off dead

But I'm trapped in this emptiness I call a bed

Inner demons at war, it's a battlefield of bloodshed

Blackened eyes in mirrors

I'm caving under pressure

I'm wasting my time, it never gets better

I'm lost in forever

My obituary header

All my scribbled lyrics reading like a suicide letter

Going through the motions rewriting cliché lines

Lately it feels I've been biding borrowed time

And the reason I exist has yet to be defined

I'll never find my purpose if I keep myself confined

I've locked myself away and thrown away the key

Isolate myself to end the reasons for my suffering

If I let my guard down there's nothing but anxiety

Haunting echoes of my past are endlessly reminding me

Back to square one where all my failures rewind

Reliving all the heartbreak just so I can kill time

All the sorrow flashes back, morbid thoughts in my mind

I blame it on myself and my alcoholic bloodline

I'm content with wallowing in all of my own misery

Always been the lone wolf, always public enemy

It never really sparked in me that I'm only temporary

Burning all these bridges

My etiquette's incendiary

It never really sparked in me that I'm only temporary

Burning all these bridges

My etiquette's incendiary

Seems easier to load my head full of lead

Sometimes I feel like I'd be better off dead

But I'm trapped in this emptiness I call a bed

Inner demons at war, it's a battlefield of bloodshed