Static

All alone in my head
Theres nothing but static
All the things i could be
Collecting dust in the attic

The thoughts will make their way in
Nothing i can do to stop them
Apathy takes her hold
She keeps me waiting ‘round for nothing

Why am i like this?
Why am i this way?
Why am i like this?

I don’t want to change
I don’t want to be better
I’m always gonna be this way
It’s how i’m gonna be remembered

Why am i like this?
Why am i this way?
Why try to fight it?
Why start today?
Why am i like this?
Why am i like this?