Текст песни VCTMS - Sick // Tired

My head is a prison that nobody visits.
I’m stuck in this hell and I can’t find an exit.
I wish things were different.
I wish I could help it.
Stress keeps building
I can’t fucking fix this.

I'm a victim to my own mind
anxious all the damn time.
Not too far from the edge.
I'm hanging by a fine line.
I'm a stranger in my own skin
unhinged emotions.
What's it like to feel real?
I've lost it again.

I’m obsessed with doing the wrong thing.
I never learn from my mistakes, it’s a routine.
I’ll always be second best, it’s something that I learned to live with.
I am a train wreck
I guess I am who I am.
I don’t expect you to understand.
I can’t move on I can’t progress.
Stuck in a standstill, I’m here stagnant.

Relapsing on the aftermath of the old me
my old ways composed of demon limbs and a rope swing.
Can't snap out of it
this the reality of a lost mind with a destructive personality.
Useless and irrelevant
worthless and incompetent
intolerable and belligerent
I can't even make sense of it.
I'm sick of everything (i'm sick sick sick of everything)
I'm sick of everything
I'm sick of everything.