It's not fair and it's too fucking late It's pounding in my head like an 808 I look around and wonder how it happened How I could be, it's this fucked up again But there's no answers, no rhyme or reason why No explanation, there's nothing like to find Nothing to say to fucking ease my mind There's nothing left, so I tell myself lies "One day this will all be better" "Some day it won't hurt anymore" "One day I'm sure you'll feel stronger" "Some day you won't feel this alone" "Understand, you're doing your best" "Everything will be ok" "Real soon, you'll be on your feet again" "No more" but it's not the last time I look around and see what I have built I feel no pride, but at least I feel no guilt I'm not done, I'm still fucking trying I can't give up, even though it's fucking rough But it's not the last time Fuck Fuck you