Convince yourself that you're fine
I've been there before
But you'll discover in time
I'm playing games with your mind
You've been there a while
But I'm scared what you'll find
I'm sick of feeling like this
I know we can't give up yet
I think I'm wasting my breath
Yeah, we've made do with much less
I feel the dust in my chest
Left feeling jaded again
Is this as good as it gets?
This is a death trip
I see black clouds overhead
They stay wherever we've been
Lost faith in everything
Is this as good as it gets?
This is a death trip
We made it to another grey town
We're never coming back
If we make it out
We're running home
So point us south
This is a waste of breath
This is a death trip
