Selfish loathing
is a drug I buy
Pity sells it says
it's free tonight
There's a heavy weight within
and it keeps piling
And I don't know what to do
I see your tired lids
And I'm sorry I'm sorry
I'm something I need to fix
God I'm sorry I'm sorry
that you have to
deal with this
Calm me with a kiss
It's a curse
I both relish and hate
I don't know how to
love without pain
I'm sorry I'm sorry
I'm something I need to fix
God I'm sorry I'm sorry
that you have to
deal with this
Calm me with a kiss
A kiss
Tell me why I exist