Whats the point for me to stay, another head wound
waste my years i will waste away, because i'm useless
i cant focus on my life, i need concentration so i can make it right.

I had plans that i would be the best impress the rest, mother told me that i had a gift, would bring success. i sit and drink and smoke and waste my time. ruin anything i fucked the best years of my life

Think of past mistakes i shake, and clench my fist tight
i'm sick of all the friends i have made, they mean nothing.
what's an ego when no one knows, fix your head and let it go.