'Cause no matter what I do it always ends with me in the shit.
My entire fucking life has been me trying to live honestly and hold shit in and I’ve ended up fucked.
Living honestly and letting shit out and ended up fucked.
Sit down conversation, explain myself and my hurt, end up fucked.
Rage, scream, put holes in the wall, end up fucked.
Ignore it, end up fucked.
It’s gotta be a self fulfilling prophecy, grew up seeing what? Encouragement where? Who believed? Who cared? Where was hope? What existed beside resentment and regret and anger? What was here? What was taught? What future?
Destined to fail from the get go. Gotta carry it out, no matter how hard I try. No matter where I go. It’s there like a stink I can’t wash off.
Failure is hard wired into me it’s all i know