Dismal Lyrics

Tuesday in the morning, I woke up feeling nauseous

Like my head was spinning, kinda dizzy, couldn't stop it

It's dark as hell, and I'm barely breathing

I opened the window and reeled from the smell

Red sun in the black sky

Looks like we're in hell

No more

I just can't breathe anymore, so

I guess I'll keep wasting my time, and

Take all this trash to the curb, and

Try not to breathe anymore

I told myself that soon it'd get better

But Wednesday just brought even more bad weather

Everything I've done feels worthless, like garbage

Like, 'If I'm gonna die soon, does it even matter?'

It's ten in the morning

I can't find the sun

I can't fucking breathe

But I have to go to work

Hearts pounding, anxious

Is it smoke? Or lack of breakfast?

Thought it was raining, or snowing, or something

But Fuck! It's ash raining down from the sky

Toxin or Virus

Which one to filter?

Carcinogen or sickness

Why am I still here?