Conversations with the Mirror

Just stop, stop thinking
Everybody’s got problems and you never listen
Whatever is it that you think you are going through
It’s never as big as you think it might be

You’re reasons are stupid and you like to feel useless
But the truth is you’re just a deviant with a million excuses
Stop speaking your mind, cuz you’re mind’s a mess
you’ll do anything for pity and distress

Plastic highs and questionable lows
Don’t you feel shame when you put on your show
Just fucking stop, stop all this bullshit
Just do it alone, and not feel like a cretin

You know she won’t give cuz you’re just too bland
She’s got some reserves, you don’t fit in the band
Just fucking accept it, or force yourself to
You’ll do shit alone, just you, only you

Remember these thoughts, engraved in your mind
Whatever you feel, means nothing outside
Melodramatic shit with anxiety and distress
Remember these thoughts, your mind deserves no rest