Mindlessly Minded
What's a lost cause In me His face His stare No grace No air? A faded, blurry imagery of red hues And blue computer tunes Of a life I'd never dare to dream I'd live Well lucky me, Getting lost in a fantasy Of a house A job A life Fuck maybe just a will to live A fear of death A desire to be awake and not ache over things that have long since overfilled my plate My face drops My teeth rot People tell me to do things I have long since forgot So I sit and I hope And god I wish I'd choke On the food I don't wanna eat Cause if I'm not beautiful I'm useless I have no skills, no talents no thrills I'm full of mistakes and I'm hopeless So I smoke and I drink And I sit and I think And then I kill myself inside to live It's something I hope I can one day forgive All these little deaths All these graves From a life predetermined A road paved