THIS IS FINE.

Everything is burning in the flames How can I complain When I am doing just the same?

Yeah, No Shot I just pretend and ignore While I’m doing all I can to convince my legs to stand Or to lift a single hand But All commands have been (erased) Erased all of my money To help my focus shift It didn’t help so I here I sit Blaming myself for all of this When i didn’t have to I found a match and I lit it

How the hell have I been?

Okay.

I’ve been sitting modding Skyrim For days.

Slowly wasting away to nothing.

I built a giant list with all the things I want to change After countless hours spent, i got distracted and I never played the game.

Yeah that’s my life story God damn im so fucking boring

Burning through the days Every week bursts into flames And the months they keep on melting Until I truly feel that all my years have disappeared and have been (pissed away) Pissed away my money To help my focus shift It didn’t help so here i sit Blaming myself for all of this When I didn’t have to I took the match and I lit it

My roots have grown down My last chance has long gone sailing To an unknown town Far away from all my failings I’m on my own now Left alone, desperately inhaling smoke Destiny is making jokes, I think that fate has failed me now

My friends are out on my front porch But I just sit and ignore them I’m Burning through the days Every week bursts into flames And the months they keep on melting Until I truly feel that all my years have disappeared and nothings ever gonna (change) Change is all that’s in my name Burn through all my money to distract me from the pain Yeah. No Shot.

I’m depleted And I’ve conceded Someone from the future must be pissing on my grave Cause it always seems to pour every time it fucking rains

Yeah that’s my life story Yeah it always seems to pour everytime it fucking rains I’m so fucking boring I think someone from the future must be pissing on my grave Yeah that’s my life story I’ve gotta feeling that this shit will never change.

Yeah. No shot.

Theyre breaking down my front door And im face down on the floor they drag me outside it is pouring Does fate speak in metaphors?