Death of Me

You know, the funny thing about being depressed is that, no one really cares Not because there's nothing to care about, but Because everyone's so damn concerned with their own bullshit To notice if your eyes are red from crying or if there's food stuck in your teeth And as sad as that sounds, I find it kinda comforting Our dreams are dead The internet Killed conversation, personality and friends We're all depressed And self-obsessed Our lives are wasted on pornography and rent Breathing just to die I see a world where people hide behind machines Don't forget to breathe I need a heart that doesn't break and doesn't bleed (doesn't bleed) Happiness I'll be the death of me Half the people you meet won't even remember your name So stop overthinking Be the person you always dreamed of Dance naked Cry in the middle of the supermarket at three in the morning Tell them you love them Stop carin' so much 'Cause nobody gives a fuck Artificial faces, pixelated places Life is automated, oh Everything's a lie Breathing just to die I see a world where people hide behind machines Don't forget to breathe I need a heart that doesn't break and doesn't bleed (doesn't bleed) Happiness l'll be the death of me (everything's a lie) Happiness I'll be the death of me (bleeding just to die) Happiness I'll be the death of me