​nothing,nowhere. - Skully lyrics

Waking up at the crack of noon Reminiscing of the times I'm waking up with you I should leave, sell my sh**, make some kind of moves I'm lying to myself, I never leave this f**ing room I gotta pile of sh** I haven't addressed, head is a mess Check the 'scrip bottles, see if any are left There's nothing,nowhere. well let's not even go there I'm lucky if I wake up, let alone care 'Cause there's a fine line from who I am and who I wanna be Amazed at what I find when I look within honestly Honestly, it feels like I'm waiting to die Watch the days pa** by, what's it mean to be alive? And I've been k**ing time, going to bed with the sunrise I got this feeling I won't make it to twenty-five It's a far cry, know we all got hard times But these long nights got me feeling like I wanna die Leave my body by the liquor store I'm an a**hole, let me die slow It's too late for me, can't you f**ing see I dug my own grave, let me f**ing be Leave my body by the liquor store I'm an a**hole, let me die slow It's too late for me, can't you f**ing see I dug my own grave, let me f**ing be Don't even try to feed me all that "life is what you make it" Pull up to your 9-to-5 and smile or try to fake it But when you're in your bed alone I know you f**ing face it One day you'll meet your maker and you'll see your life was wasted The reaper creeping slow, I know you see him when you dreaming You posted at a party but he's in the dark scheming And you keep telling me that life has some sort of meaning So sorry if I'm pessimistic but I don't believe it I'm a f** up, motherf**er I'm sick of tryna find myself in others I'm sick of seeking love, I'd rather suffer I'm sick of life, I put that on my mother Yeah I'm a f** up, motherf**er I needed you, you left me in the gutter The saddest part is that I really loved her On a sinking ship, I wave as I go under Leave my body by the liquor store I'm an a**hole, let me die slow It's too late for me, can't you f**ing see I dug my own grave, let me f**ing be Leave my body by the liquor store I'm an a**hole, let me die slow It's too late for me, can't you f**ing see I dug my own grave, let me f**ing be I'm a f** up, motherf**er I'm sick of tryna find myself in others I'm sick of seeking love, I'd rather suffer I'm sick of life, I put that on my mother Yeah I'm a f** up, motherf**er I needed you, you left me in the gutter The saddest part is that I really loved her On a sinking ship, I wave as I go under