My very own doomsday

'Cause I makin' something outta nothin'

Another fuckin' mundane

Train of thought like rocks in a slingshot

I'm in the junkyard

Me and my used parts

I'm buildin' new head

And maybe I'll drop dead

Like the spiders on my ceiling

It's my very own doomsday

Got a panic room with a view

Like a tomb with windows

That show me bad news

I don't know what to say

I don't know what to say

I'm talkin' to myself on a doomsday

Satan cut the brakes

Satan cut the brakes

I'm droppin' into hell on a Tuesday

Take the hit

I might as well lose my head

Still don't know what to say

I don't know what to say

I'm talkin' to myself on a doomsday

Maybe I could tempt fate

Doin' anything for serotonin

I tried to take the high road

But I kinda got caught in thе tailspin

I'm in the car-park

Live in the dark

Just mе and my remarks

Mindlessly pump darts

And be so unappealing

It's one hell of a Tuesday

Got a panic room with a view

Like a tomb with windows

That show me bad news

I don't know what to say

I don't know what to say

I'm talkin' to myself on a doomsday

Satan cut the brakes

Satan cut the brakes

I'm droppin' into hell on a Tuesday

Take the hit

I might as well lose my head

Still don't know what to say

I don't know what to say

I'm talkin' to myself on a doomsday

Every day it looks like I'm in trouble

Like makin' a deal with the devil of low hangin' fruit of the bottle

I rot in the roots of my father

And think that I'll never get better

I don't know what to say

I don't know what to say

I'm talkin' to myself on a doomsday

Satan cut the brakes

Satan cut the brakes

I'm droppin' into hell on a Tuesday

Take the hit

I might as well lose my head

I don't know what to say

I don't know what to say

I'm talkin' to myself on a doomsday