When your life is always shit And you're full of bad habits That is just how it feels to be a working class faggot When they make life a trip and strip you of your baggage You will always fucking feel irreversibly damaged Trust me I know This world wasn't made with you in mind And trust me It eats me up all the time Is the game worth playing if you know you can't win it? Is the price too high on the cost of living? Am I being kicked out of my own existence? I can't ever be the person that you envisioned And I'm sorry I know This world wasn't made with me in mind And I'm sorry For wasting everyone's time Wasting everyone's time Baby, I've only got mine Wasting everyone's time Rest your overworked and manic mind