Life Sucks When You’re Living On The Cusp

Send me down with the lost and the broken
Along with those that have caught the misfortune
I'll be happy alone in the problems
I'd say things with them and never solve 'em

You wouldn't know if you haven't been here
But this place is fucked up, it really is
I can't tell no one, but please just trust
Life sucks when you're living on the cusp

And there's someone with me
There's someone there
There's someone
There's someone

And you're selling me things I don't need
And you're haunting me
And, oh, it's getting darker, it seems
Cause you're not me, you're not me

And I'll see it on the walkway out, but I have my doubts
I have my doubts
Well I've been at the start of the ground
What will be left of me and those around these stars?

Plague my mind with the love of "me oh my's"
And as I count it multiplies, so I see I'm not fine
But I'm here looking up and wondering
Do I follow another night of suffering?

There's someone

And you're selling me things I don't need
And you're haunting me
And, oh, it's getting darker, it seems
Cause you're me, you're me

You're me, you're me