Geo Prison

Driving into oncoming traffic is a daydream of mine
I would do anything to wear my illness on the outside
Selfishly thinking that I suffer more, so my art must be better
More worthy to see, oh the fucking audacity of me

And I've come to regret everyone that I've put trust in
And that has gotten me nowhere
It's hard to make friends, when you're broken and bitter, out and in
But I can't convince anyone to care

Wondering why I'm incapable of bottling it all up
Like everyone else, that has learned not to give a fuck
About what they all think, about what they all say
Well I'm sorry, I just care too much, I think I'll stay in bed today

And I'm aimlessly obsessed with despair
Like an eight-year old kid thinking life is unfair
I hate how I'm only somewhat self-aware
And I'd rather be a comedian than a songwriter
But my pain is more real than my laughter
Oh yes, my fear contaminates all of my candor
Yeah, I'm constantly feeling emptier, a husk of thinly veiled banter
My neurotransmitters are a nuclear war disaster