no masks here, i'll ignite, i'm just a fucking fool
this mind is so clouded by reckless thoughts, echoes
always picking and picking apart, dragging upside
i never realised before. it's me, not them
so fucking self destructive, reclusive, inverted
so concerned with myself, i can't even see it for what it is
could have been something nice, even meager
it's such poor intent, it's funny climbing up is the best i get
so i keep dropping low, bracing myself to stand back up
this routine is driving me insane, i'm so close to breaking
this constant rise and fall is making me sick
i'm going to be sick