This is where We all come to die This clouded place in my fucking head Saturated in my negativity I should feel worse For how I've been done Everyday I hate the man it has made me become Self-loathing that cannot be undone On, and on, through the things that I hate the most Worst days of my life Now that's all I have That is all I have I am addicted to a life of grief Always reminding me when things I am addicted to misery Always reminding me when things felt Fucking right with my head The fact that this is my fucking life Makes me sick everyday I have come to not care I am all but a hollow shell of Everything I was meant to be This is my fucking life Not a day where I feel alive This is my fucking life This is where my hopes and dreams Have died This is my day to day, and I know that it's not fucking right This hate is my vice This dead heart, and dead soul Have me entirely Addicted to a life of grief Always reminding me when things I am addicted to misery Always reminding me when things felt Fucking right with my head On, and on, through the things that I hate the most And now they are all I have The lowest point of one's life The lowest