So I'm down on my sleep, and whenever I think I eat
And when I think about that I run, and when I run I think more
And I fuck once in a while, but I am alone
And I live with other people, but I am alone
It makes me sad, but there's not much to do
When most my friends are unknowns, and the only one
Who loves me is my dog.
My life revolves around cans of dogfood
I don't understand what is wrong with me,
I found that I wasn't liked, so I became something else
And that didn't work, so I am becoming something else
And it still isn't working
It's like I'm broken, failed, mutated
And these problems have all instigated
Yet another change in me
But this time like a virus, I am an evolution of myself
And I am not happy, nor confident, nor as cool as I would have you think
I'm just another loser, pretending to be pretty, a floppy faking disc
And I try to live this out regretless
But what is this, if not ridiculously stupid
For someone trying to seem smart, I have made quite an error
In thinking this would go the way I want
Like a computer crash I'm breaking down, the virus has consumed me
But in the end I guess I just consumed myself
And people say the cure will come, but I have to be more patient
Not understanding the paranoias that provoke this present state
I can wait forever, but forever is a long long time
And sometimes I think there are easier options, I could shut me down
And it's funny how this started out as a way to release emotion
And I turned it into nonsense that only I sort of get
Can't talk about myself like that, we'll make me a computer
Everything I am is bullshit
