Текст песни elvis depressedly - survivor's guilt

expectations weigh on me to satisfy these endless needs and i don't care and i don't know why maybe i'm no good inside all this wasted time to see your fucked up life become mine all these thoughts just won't be still i bless my habit, pray to pills i can't be part of your life until i know how to die all this wasted time to see your fucked up life become mine fake flowers begin to wilt in this house my heart had built to keep me far away from us i know i'm not brave enough keep me far away from us i'll never be brave enough all this wasted time to see your fucked up life become mine