I haven’t felt this lonely for a while now
I need to break this routine, but I don’t know how
I also don’t know where my motivation went
But it surely makes a handy argument
I wrecked my brains for a good six months
The only thing I came up is this f*cking song
It’s okay for now, but it will not last
It can come live with me in the f*cking past
I really need to get it together
This isn’t gonna work out forever
The only way from f*cked up or lazy
Is either going forward or crazy
I tried to run from problems, they kept showing up
The only friend I have is the coffee mug
He’s the silent type, doesn’t talk that much
But he listens well and he doesn’t judge
I feel okay though, but the Vicodin
Doesn’t justify the state I’m in
My bloodshot eyes couldn’t be more red
And I talk to things that are inanimate
I really need to get it together
This isn’t gonna work out forever
The only way from f*cked up or lazy
Is either going forward or crazy
Forward or crazy
I can’t go on like this
I am f*cked and useless
I can’t go on like this
I am f*cked and useless
It’s 3 a.m. and I’m wide awake
With a cigarette and a head that aches
I wonder why I don’t go to bed
Instead of pondering over things I said
25 and counting
Can’t bring myself to do anything
And the worst part is, is that I’m aware
I’m responsible for my own despair
I really need to get it together
This isn’t gonna work out forever
The only way from f*cked up or lazy
Is either going forward or crazy
Forward or crazy
Forward or crazy
Forward or crazy
Forward or crazy