Mazda Miata & Clinical Depression

About time I got put in my place
I've been running every answer that you said to my face
And I'm so sick of letting vampires in
Causing every problem that I find myself in
But it's too late for me to stand on my own
Think of every single night I fell asleep on the phone
I was passed out with the lights out face on the ground
And every moment I was crying for help

I tried doing the right thing
But it's an albatross to me
Keep getting caught in my own wake
No one around me knows how
To be the only one who feels
The weight of all the world around my

Lack of ambition
Coming to fruition
Lack of ambition
It's all done for attention

You wanted honesty
Yeah you were right about me
Cause more harm than I let on
You wanted empathy
Get better friends than me
Cause I would publicly hang my head in shame just to pass the blame
And my darkest thought is when I'm dead and gone you would do the same
Cause it just feels right to be a parasite and let it wash all over me

I know that self destruction's just a way I cope
But if I speak my mind
I'm too far gone to be broke
So keep your implements of restitution to yourself

Lack of ambition
Coming to fruition
Lack of ambition
It's all done for attention