I hate everything I am.

Not everything I was, or anything I could be.
I just overthink, a shadow’s following me.
From time to time, I just can’t see the light.
I hate me, I hate this, I hate everything.
Feeling like there’s no escape.
No exit from what my mind dictates.
From time to time, I just can’t see the light.
I hate me, I hate this, I hate everything.

You’re in sight, it’s baring down on you.
Put up your barriers, but it will always break through.
You try and try, but you can’t escape.
Your time’s up. You’ve run out.
.
There’s no light. There’s nothing. There’s no light.

I’m lost in my own thoughts. Racing round my head.
Can’t break free, I can’t break free.
Consumed by paranoia and dread.
Can’t get this pressure to stop, stop.
It’s been creeping into every aspect of life.
So slowly, it haunts me.
Consumed by paranoia and dread.
Can’t get this pressure to stop, stop.

You’re in sight, it’s baring down on you.
Put up your barriers, but it will always break through.
You try and try, but you can’t escape.
Your time’s up. You’ve run out.

I’m too ashamed to see, what has become of me.
I’ve been strong for so long, but this can’t go on.
I’m too ashamed to see, what has become of me.
I don’t want to burn out, I need to burn bright.

Burn bright.

Don’t burn out. Burn bright. Don’t burn out.

I hate me. I hate this. I hate everything.