X-Faded Girl (feat. weevildoing)

"Do you wanna die?" Asked the girl on the hotline "Do you wanna die?" Asked the man on the air Is it copping out If I don't know the answer Is it copping out If I don't really care What else could I say So that no one would bother What else could I say So that no one would care And how else can I say "To be honest, I'm tired" What else could I say So that no one would care A morning in paradise It's well past twelve Confined to four walls of I, me, and myself And if there were a different way to live Don't you think I would've tried it? The pain in my legs, and my stomach, my head It radiates, it aggravates I'm dead weight on my bed I've hit a wall, I've tried it all And yes, I took my meds I keep living with no incentive Everyone's efforts seem better than mine Like they're miles ahead And I'm at the starting line As I watch the world turn I'm held in place by my regret Am I who I wanted to be yet? Circulating thoughts Bleed into idle tenderness I'm getting worse all over again ("Do you wanna die?") With a body bound to bed Observe the faded girls lament Wasted as I smoke away the dread I take a breath and another day has passed I can't keep up The world's moving too fast And if I could I'd just cry about it But my eyes won't allow it It's hard to concentrate To pull expression from my brain I try to write a turn of phrase It feels inane, I feel ashamed Ah Have I said all there is to say? What's the point of an artist Who can't communicate I reason with the mirror Try to identify It's just a mock-up of life A childish outline Everyone's efforts Seem better than mine My pain is no mistake It's part of my design Always awaiting answers Even when I know nothing's left Holding onto what doesn't exist If it was all a dream What a relief that would be No longer forced to live half asleep ("Do you wanna die?") Do I wanna die? How the hell should I know? What a pain to be alive The girl I used to be Resemblance of serenity How can she give that back to me? As I watch the world turn I'm held in place by my regret Am I who I wanted to be yet? Circulating thoughts Bleed into idle tenderness I'm getting worse all over again ("Do you wanna die?") With a body bound to bed Observe the faded girls lament Wasted as I smoke away the dread Ah