There is someone living inside of me
They are my darkest peril
And they are trying to destroy me
I wake up from my dreams, and it's pitch black
It's darkness, that I can truly see
It is a reflection of who I can be

But I sit up, and look into the distance
Realizing that there was nothing I missed
In the real world, not anyone or anything
Not the bluebirds outside my window that sing

Nothing.

I hate myself, I want to **** myself, I wish I was dead
Depression and anxiety make me sick in my head
I don't think the real me exists anymore
I think something has taken over me
And my thoughts are not as happy anymore

Everybody run, Simon's got a gun
I'm always wondering why I am here
Always having no one isn't fun
I don't know what my purposes are
For being here, either I've yet to find out
Or my purposes are nonexistent

I'm merely a slave to society
And I'm here to breed and that's all
And kiss women in the rain at Fall
I'm not what you really need