Live, Laugh, Toaster Bath (Rough Demo) Lyrics

I think we've all got imposter syndrome

And survivors guilt

We couldn't articulate the way that we fucking felt

Losing friends it really never hurts less

Whether the dead or estranged

Mental gymnastics

Boy, you gotta have em to play

Who would've thought that we both did each other wrong

I guess that I'm a sucker for a good trauma bond

Cause if my anxiety doesn't kill me then I will

Then I will

If my anxiety doesn't kill me, then I will

Then I will

We're all destined to be destitute and

The spark has been long passed

I'm hitching out but all the damn cars pass

I try to cry but I don't got it like that

My fires been snuffed out

Walking fucking sucks

And so does hopping out

And I love to gamble on obviously losing bets

Won some heart palpitations, cold sweats, and regrets

Cause if my anxiety doesn't kill me

Then I will

Then I will

If my anxiety doesn't kill me

Then I will

Then I will

It's a one-man, drinking game called drink

Tell my soul collapses

My heart sinks

I don't believe in much

No, don't misconstrue

But I always have believe in you

I sit with my dark thoughts

And contemplate

How my soul is spoiled

Fucking buzzard bait

A one-man ship

With a capsized crew

But I always have believed in you

I apologize to anyone I've ever done wrong

It's pretty good odds

On this being my very last song

Cause if my anxiety doesn't kill me

Then I will

Then I will

If my anxiety doesn't kill me

Then I will

Then I will