The Friends inside my head

I'm running out of friends inside my head Like losing power, the shadows start to spread

This food is sour, tastes different when you're dead

I need a shower, cold water on my head

I'm running out of friends inside my mind I'm drinking out of Coronas with a lime

My thoughts get louder, and I forgot the time I listen out of my headphones to survive

I'm running out of friends inside my mind Don't know how I found them, they helped me kill the time

A quarter pounder, sounds pretty good tonight Another hour, yeah that just passes by

And I could stay awake for a century, a memory I don't think that I could take more than a breath from me

Nothing's left for me

I'm running out of friends inside my head Like losing power, the shadows start to spread