I f**ing hate waking up every day without knowing that you are here to comfort me. Where do I begin To start my life again Now that my heart is heavy and my minds caged in. I'm such a f**ing wreck. It's about time to get out of my bed All in all it's just another day that weighs down my chest Yeah yeah sick of all these f**ing migraines that run my motivation thin again All in all it's just another day inside my head I'm lost in the sickness Diseased because of these dead ends And realistic nightmares When I can sleep This is what I wake to find Everyone around is dreaming alive and I'm trying to find a way to feel alive I don't wanna die But i'm not even my life f** this disease for making me get my black suit out once again I get to mourn with a sad husband and my lonely friends Lucky me Lucky me who gets to wear the crown I'll never let them see the way I feel deep down Young and reckless my youth is spent rent less As I waste away my days staring at this blank canvas I'll paint a picture of what my life should look like So I can burn it with the fire that feeds my eyes Burn it slow Burn it slow I've said my goodbyes And i've said my prayers Neither were good enough So i'll retreat to my bed I'll begin my old cycle of hatred and neglect So i'll be screaming f** this till i'm dead yeah