Kind of Sick of Life

I don't wanna take out loans I don't wanna be at home I don't wanna say goodbye And I don't wanna be alone I just wanna stay inside I don't know how or where I'd hide And I don't wanna suicide But I'm getting sick of life I wake up every morning feeling like a sack of shit And it don't matter if it's pouring outside 'cause I'm so sick Of all the fallacies and galaxies I make with all the sticks I find And words that rhyme I try to cry I tried to mind my pessimist But consciousness is closing in And my resolve is wearing thin Impulsiveness is my illness And demons like to listen in I'm falling through the corridor Of all the things that I adore I open doors and find a corpse But I ignore it, of course Yeah, I ignore it, of course Yeah, I ignore it, of course I just wanna spend the night I just wanna stop the fighting I hear inside my head I just wanna hold you tight I just kinda feel uneasy When it approaches evening There's monsters in my bed And there's no one that can save me Lately, I've been feeling crazy Numbers in my head, I'm counting student loans and babies Maybe I'll be looking 'round for daisies to put upon my coffin I'll be buried in shortly I wake up every morning feeling like a sack of shit And it don't matter if it's pouring outside 'cause I'm so sick Of all the fallacies and galaxies I make with all the sticks I find And words that rhyme I try to cry I tried to mind my pessimist But consciousness is closing in And my resolve is wearing thin Impulsiveness is my illness And demons like to listen in I'm falling through the corridor Of all the things that I adore I open doors and find a corpse But I ignore it, of course Yeah, I ignore it, of course Yeah, I ignore it, of course