I thought I'd grow, I thought I'd change
But my life melted to [bad word] I never built the castle of gold
Just a house of glass
To be shattered with the first stone cast
Lonely nights lead to bleak thoughts
I know I don't have it the worst
But I want the end.
Irrational and selfish
The story of my [bad word] life
small wish for stability
Is that much to ask? apparently so
Always knew nothing would change
still miserable, still the same.
Hating life day after day and once again [bad word] crawling back to ink
As cold and lifeless as ever
Nervous now [bad word] to a fork
And I know I'll choose [bad word] over this x6