I've been smoking my mother's brand of cigarettes because I hate myself to d**h
I burnt a hole through my brain trying to remember not to do this again
I take what they tell me to feel like myself
But I'm not so sure of when I became someone else.
Nobody notices chapped lips and headaches so I don't get up most days
Sometimes you can't get over what you're going through
If I feel like nothing, eventually I will feel nothing at all