Fuck it I'm afraid of everything I'm such a fake, I'm such a fake I see my shadow and I flinch Like it's the end of everything My heart grew legs, it's trying to escape my chest The doctor tried to give me meds But they just make me fucking sick, ho-ho, ho Eyes wide open 6 a.m. I see the end, I see the end Perform a ritual that no one knows inside my head I used to love to be alone But now my thoughts control the room 'Death by rumination' on my tombstone On my tombstone My heart grew legs, it's trying to escape my chest I looked up "can you think yourself to death?" And it said "yes", I'm crying now I don't feel safe anywhere Even when I'm in my home alone My own mind might be the death of me And I can't tell anyone