Psycho

I am so tired of all this crap
It seems that I might go fucking psycho
But if I do that, then there's no going back
There is no going back

I don't know what I'm going to do with myself anymore
Often I wake up laid on the floor
Oh well, I get up and grab another bottle
Another bottle down

I try so hard, so hard to be better
Than what I used to be
But as I said before, I am so tired
And cannot take anymore

I've been looking for a remedy
To give me some serenity
From so many extremities inflicted on myself
Can I make amenities?
With the ones who are my enemies
I'm talking about the entities created by myself

Oh no, something is happening to me
Why can't I seem to breathe?
I can't breathe

Now I'm drowning in anguish and sorrow
Not knowing if I'll be seeing tomorrow
If they had a pill full of happiness
I would swallow the whole fucking bottle
All I've caused myself is nothing but trouble
Now I'm left with nothing but rubble

I've been looking for a remedy
To give me some serenity
From so many extremities inflicted on myself
Can I make amenities?
With the ones who are my enemies
I'm talking about the entities created by myself

They have been robbing me of mental health
I have no inner wealth
What shall I do now that I have to go without
Anything that helped me out?
'Cause the pain is never ending
My aching heart, it melts
Shuffling through every shelf, but all have turned empty
I'm so tired of everything, I just want to feel myself
I just want to feel myself