So tired of… everything I guess. People whom I love the most don’t care, so why should I? Why I always think about you when you even don’t want to know am I alive or dead? Why I can’t sleep? Why I’m so fucking depressed. I’m sick of feeling like shit. I want to be alive, I want real life. I want to fall in love. I want to be wanted.
Yeah, but now it’s just me and Placebo music.