In pursuit weâre born
Always too young
Always too old
Death as a prize
Darkness as light
The hunger
never to be
so satisfied
Afraid to speak
We choose to abide
By a script and a scene
In ugly supply
answers arranged
to numb us
I wanna fuck
I wanna cry
Lifestyle
Will you give into me
An endless need
is all that I am
Itâs all that I have
Iâm entitled
I deserve it
Iâve done nothing
to fucking earn anything
Iâm nothing without these things
When the nighttime
Done up
Bow down to a code
prescription filled
Still we end up alone
Why do we succumb?
When will I be done?
Iâm entitled
I deserve this
Iâve done nothing
to fucking earn anything
Iâm nothing without these things
Iâm nothing without these things
Iâm nothing without these things
Iâm nothing Nothing
Whatâs wrong with me?