My life won't matter - It's a planned disaster. Made of plaster Made to shatter. It's all strictly compromise. Shallow breathing, Duck and weaving, Constant needing, Always heeding Some unseen authority. This is something I'm now used to. I'm disgusting and beneath you. This is something I'm now used to. I'm disgusting and beneath you. Is that what you need to hear? How does it make you feel? Is that what you need to hear? How does it make you feel? I live the pattern: Empty chatter, getting fatter. What's it matter When the days are all the same? I'm alive, Though nothing's vital. Stuck in idle But I'm not suicidal 'Cause I don't deserve to die. Don't look down here. I'm not worth it. Just keep taking 'Cause you deserve it. Don't look down here. I'm not worth it. Just keep taking 'Cause you deserve it. Is that what you need to hear? How does it make you feel? Is that what you need to hear? How does it make you feel? This is something I'm now used to. I'm disgusting and beneath you. Don't look down here. I'm not worth it. Just keep taking 'Cause you deserve it. Is that what you need to hear? Does that make love appear? Is that what you need to hear? Does that take away your fear?