Useless

Useless. I'm feeling useless. I never sobered up from the pity party in my place

Toothless. God, I won't do this. Sometimes I need to worry about myself so I can feel worried about

Like your eyes were bluer on the come up. You made my high forever sweet

My woes are feasting off your appetites. And I won't let your indifference be the death of me

Too grim. Vi you gotta write new shit. But my voice and my self esteem are getting lower

And the sad part of me is looking for a slower solution. I really don't do shit

How have I told you I'm useless? And my memory's not as sharp these days

And it hurts me when I had something to tell you I knew it