Moving Through Today

In theory, it matters little to me whether I live as whether I die
In practice, I am lacerated by every anxiety
Which opens an abyss between life and death

Sit in my room so much shit to consume
Sit in my room so much shit I could do
Can't balance output with input
Shit the outcome an issue
I outrun my issues
I'm fast yuh
Where the cash goin'
Money is my backbone
Put me on that saddle
What the fuck they laugh for?
I got depression
And the only thing that helps is trying to express myself
I'm finally interested
Need a shoulder I could cry on
And a moment to myself
It's like a boulder pull me down (Sinking)
It's like a boulder pull me down (Sinking)
It's like a boulder pull me down (Sinking!)

I just find myself moving through the day
I just find myself moving through the day
I remind myself what I can do in just a day
But still I'm moving through the day
Still I'm moving through today!

I need to set my mood around me
Lights change colors in my room if it's cloudy
Sometimes I feel I'm drowning in the ocean
And the only thing to cope with is the potion
So it goes (Dead)
Nothing worse than being dope sick while home sick
And it's not just for today and it doesn't come in waves
It's been growing right under my face
Need the sun in my face
What a world that we part of
Shit the pressure like a gun in my face
Get the fuck out my face
What a war that we've started
So sometimes I resort to autopilot like...