When you come to find
That the answers you're looking for dwell in the back of your mind,
Like why we're here
And why your hopeless obsession comes back year after year,

You fight it off.
The thought that you're useless, the thought that we're better off
Dead. 'cause what we strive for,
Leaves us nothings but gluttons and heathens working toward our own end.

When you've had enough,
You start filling your lungs and your veins with the heavy stuff.
And you can't stop
'Til your brains good and blind 'til your thoughts and your motives just

Fall off
But was it worth the cost?
You know you'll never shake it off.
The feeling you mean nothing, you're just depressing and
It wears off you're left with nothing but
Thoughts that you're living for yourself.

It's all relative. You have no relative notions,
Wanna dive in the ocean.
And swim off where you can be alone,
because you've finally lost your home.
Your friends and family moving on
without your addictions to drag 'em down.

It falls off.
But was is worth the cost?
You know you'll never shake it off.
The feeling you mean nothing, you're just depressing and
It wears off you're left with nothing but
Thoughts that you're living for yourself.