Skid Marks the Spot

I will not sleep and I cannot eat, these things I look at started looking at me
I’ve lost my mind and I’m out of line
I can’t stop thinking that you are thinking the same
This is the word, it’s so absurd, the worst
Without a doubt, I must get out, skid marks the spot
Still eating dirt with knife and fork, the life I’m leading is worth bleeding
for
You’ve lost the fire, beaten and tired, you watch me suffer and you still
wanted more
I’m coming, start running, I can quit when I’m done
There’s no fun when there’s no love in, I’ll admit when I’m wrong