Street Sharks and Cookie Crisp for Breakfast

[Verse 1: Darby O'Trill]
Chain-smoking, brain broken, I'm a piece of shit
Yeah my life is hopeless, hope that I feel instantly to quit
Everyone around me just mainly believe I'm brainless
Decomposing children, my soul is met through a bleeding wrist
I opened my mind, all it did was let a demon in
When I try to sleep at night he tells me I don't need to live
I try to tone his voice out but he just keeps repeating it
Any way I look at it there will be no defeating this
Nothing makes sense, is anything real?
Freezing cold but I am dripping with sweat
I watch the shadows dance across the wall while sitting in bed
Ever since I was a kid I've had these visions of death
I never wanna go outside, instead I live in my head
I've always been my own worst enemy
Never been the happy guy that I pretend to be
Fuck this life, fuck this world, you're all dead to me
A rotting corpse is all we are ever meant to be eventually