depression, continued Lyrics

Well, none of this is new to me

My head is fucking killing me, I think I'd rather be

Asleep, to death, my bedroom is my hospice

I wish I left, I can't just handle all this from me

Well it's weighing on my mind

I've got 2 dollars and 44 cents sitting in my bank

And I stay home every day

It's almost every hour when I dissociate

Don't fucking talk to me

I'm sleeping off the hunger and I'm wasting useless ink

I'm living misery

And it's not changing no matter what you motherfucking think

And I'm such a fucking slob

These fast food bags and bloody rags threaten to swallow me

And I haven't got a job

Not focusing on school or music, not a fucking thing

And my music's going pop

I can't even give all the shits required to be me

And it's never gonna stop

No matter how much I want to, it just won't fucking be

All along

All I want

Is for someone to

Shake me by the shoulders

Hit me across my face

Say "roll that fucking boulder, then make that shit stay in place"

They say that it's impossible, but do what you want, man

'Cause I'll never be a woman

But you'll never fight the man

And well

I won't be fighting much myself

I can't believe that I put you through this hell

With all the shit that I can't take back

And this song

These shitty references won't help

It only shows that I can't do this myself

But I'm tired of fucking saying that

And with you off the line

I'm wasting all my time

It's hard to say I'm fine

This shit's not even mine

Well I can't do this shit for that much longer

I mean, how can anybody even act

Or make it out like I've gotten stronger

When weakness is only a fact?

It's shit

It's fake

All the personas I make

I quit

Fuck's sake

How many fucking times will it take?

For me to emphasize my strengths

And not romanticize my angst

I'm fucking tired of this place

I hate this shit, I hate this age

But I won't ever see the day

When I step out into the rain

And I accept that things will change

And I'll make efforts to arrange

Instead I'm lying on my floor

Thinking about what could be more

I've made it pretty fucking sure

That I will never wake up sane in my life