It's beginning to feel like the end times
I think I'll waste away in bed
'Cause every time I read the news, it's Armageddon in my head
I guess I could have just been more compliant
I could have put faith into these hands
Instead, I buried them in guilt of things I still don't understand
And isn't strange to think that there are bones beneath your skin?
I guess it makes me feel like a more practical invention
So maybe there's a God, I don't know
Do you really think he built our bodies whole?
I have to think that the parts are out there somewhere
If we only had the guts to leave our homes
I know I fucking don't
This is how almost every day ends
With me figuring everything out
And every new one begins with the new thing
I've found to be sad about
And I hate the way that I only write sad songs
I don't get that thrill like I used to
And I hate these overly-romantic depictions of depression
And I hate that I'm part of that too
But searching for the will to change anything at all is useless
It's beginning to feel mostly hopeless
How long can I wander through these halls?
Suffocating for a living is not where I see myself at all
But I can't lie, my comfort has a cost
And if the world is ending, I might be better off
I might be better off
And this is how almost every day ends
With me figuring everything out
And every new one begins with the new thing
I've found to be sad about
And I hate the way that I only write sad songs
I don't get that thrill like I used to
And I hate these overly-romantic depictions of depression
And I hate that I'm part of that too
But searching for the will to change anything at all makes me sick
Bury me, maybe I'll grow into something of use to you
I'll be a tree, I will stand up for once
And you can hide in my hollows when you feel as useless as I have this month
And you can climb my branches to better days
I'm starting to grow into something that you can't save
And you can climb my branches to better days
I'm starting to grow into something that you can't save
And you can climb my branches to better days
