You look upon yourself like an broken door
Always open, disconnected floor
Falling deep into your mental state
Look down at your empty plate
When you speak it's like words can't come
You're heart is beating like a drum
Never satisfied, lonely at best
Poor and miserable, as you rest
We were happy when we had it rough
We're not at our best, but good enough
Your life is lifeless as a broken bone
But you're so at ease with this life you've sewn
Alone and dreading everything
Sleep and drugs help to kill the pain
Nothing works, but it's alright
Restless work is such a reassuring sight
Oh you don't have to cry
Carry on, don't heave a sigh
If you're lucky you may not die
Hold your problems deep inside
So sink and weep on the bedroom floor
Live this life that you adore
Feel your headache make you sore
Feel it pounding more and more