"I've got problems of my own.
They ain't the kind that can be,
Solved with an atom bomb"
I keep falling back into this again....
It's all the same again....
I know I shouldn't feel like this
Yet I do.
I should be happy.
But I'm not.
I know things are good.
But I feel worthless.
I feel like all my insides are knotted up, and rotting.
I do things I don't want to.
I feel things I don't to.
"You know I gotta go out,
Get something for my head.
If I keep on doing this,
I'm gonna end up dead..."