Losing my mind and my memory
Can’t shake this feeling of being empty
I detach to cope with the pain
Whilst I'm constantly burning with shame
I can’t get out of my head
I think I’d be better off dead
I’m losing control of my impulses
I love you, I hate you convulsions
I’m dreaming of a better time
One where the birds chirp and the sun shines
Until then I’ll keep fighting my mind
Hi, I’m Lathe and I’m borderline