Yung and Writhing

Ten whole years Nihilistic They say meaning comes from what you care about I guess it's lost on me I'm just a little Tired of my life Talk to me Tell me I am fine I'm just a little Tired of my life Talk to me Tell me I am fine Suddenly it's late I realize what I've done Staring at my hands Worshipping myself Now it's time to hate Myself to little pieces Fuck do I care Another night I'll spend Wallowing alone Wallowing alone It's all come down I'm just a little Tired of my life Talk to me Tell me I am fine I'm just a little Tired of my life Talk to me Tell me I am fine I'm just a little Tired of my life Talk to me Tell me I am fine I'm just a little Tired of my life Talk to me Tell me I am fine