Consolation Prize

The words that I use to console you are the words that i needed myself

Nobody came to my rescue no one cared about my mental health

As days grow cold and tired ill rot away in my bed the sparkle in my youths eyes fuels a hunger it keeps me fed

The words that I use to console you are the words that i needed myself

No one came to my rescue no one cared about my mental health

As days grow cold and tired don't rot away in your bed stop numbing yourself just to get by

This world is cold don't let it fuck with your head