screaming

Feeling like a wreck

Like I'm dead

And I don't even drive

And everyone I know who isn't yet's dead inside

And they're tired just from being alive

It's a sad state of affairs

But who cares?

Just for the camera's eyes

And if it'll get a paycheck

To save your weak neck

For the week left

Then who cares who dies?

People get wrapped up 'bout the stupid things

Their moods and rings and all the world could fall apart

It's just your heart that beats

People get wrapped up 'bout the crazy things

And all the world's a stage

Why doesn't play feel like play?

Why's it so bloody up here?

You can feel the death and anxiety eating a life

Like stress and shit is cancerous

So scream, shut down, sit up, think I need to get high;

I need a vantage point

I'll be above all this shit that I'm feeling

Until I run into clouds or the ceiling

I'm not a fan of the thoughts that are reeling

Through apertures closing round my neck

I'm bleeding in my head again

I need to go to bed again

Is this a concussion?

I just think I said fuck it

I'm bleeding out my ears again

I don't know if I hear it, friend..

The sound of wanting to live

Screaming, screaming, why are you screaming?