I have been eating nothing but shit all week Telling myself "it's good to compete" But I can't stop doing terrible things to my health My mental state is physical hell But I don't even think that it's worth it to be starving and adjustable Like I don't even need to be me anymore Take me away from your house I've been tempting myself to stay until dark Do I cut comfort out of my life, when you're gone But I don't buy any of that When I've spent my life inside the track But believing it now becomes fact When You're gone I don't buy any of that When I've spent my life inside the track But believing it now becomes fact When You're gone