Abstract VCTMS (Ft. Justin Johnson of Gift Giver)

In a bind, in a fucking bind
I'm sick of living this hopeless life of mine
No trust in anyone they're all the same
No sense of direction or confidence, i'm built on mistakes
I'm a cynical wreck, a chronic liar, miserable at best
I'm sick of being alone, worn out these broken bones

You forget what's around you
The same everyday
Nothing feels real anymore
Everything's so fake

There's a fear of living on, to continue feeling dead inside
There's a fear of living on, but what's living when your hands are tied

Everyday, everyday i've been paving the way
No ounce of success slowly digging my grave
This isn't what I thought I would become
Worthless i'm no help to anyone
Unwanted, i'm useless, give me a gun
I have fallen, I have failed, and I finally see
There's no help, no hope, and no future for me

I can't rid myself from these worthless habits
Help me find my fix, i'm fucking addicted