I get off of work and I just crawl into my bed
Staring at the ceiling, lost in thought about death
Sometimes it feels like everything is coming to an end
I wish I could escape from this existential dread

These days I’ve been feeling outside of my mind
Fear of losing time
Punishment existence standing in a line
Waiting around to die

I get off of work and then I can’t stop seeing red
Biblical destroyer, collapse my emptiness
Punishment existence keeps me crawling to the edge
The radiator hisses, ‘till nothing else is left

I remember feeling relatively fine
Part of me that died
Meteors advancing, comets in the sky
Poison on the vine

I might be blind
But it looks a lot like
No peace of mind
No end in sight
There was a time
When everything was fine
It hurts to say
I’m long gone away