It's hard to see past the stars
And knowing they are dead
Feeling that eruption inside myself
Knowing we are just like them
No matter the capsules taken with swill
I'll still be that piece of shit
Keep myself busy for what is left
Feel the black hole inside my chest
I will suffer in silence
I am Sisyphus watching it roll back down
Stop telling me one day at a time
I don't know how many I got left in me
Don't try to be my friend
Don't try to be my friend
I know who's the enemy
It's me
Fuck
I saw god in empty bottles
I saw god in the reflection of shells
Dare ask me what's the problem
This whole world is fucking hell
I dont have time to deal with myself so three cheers
Hurray hurray