nothing is real anymore

whatever you want you can have it
the dirt is the limit for people like us
were finding new meaning in old tracks on our arms
painting new colors to try and make the memories go away
but all i can think about
is how it used to be
with the feeling in my stomach
i heave at the ground
here comes the dirt again
my old best friend
dont get angry with yourself
well nobody else listens to what i have to say
they never give me the space i need to breathe
its all in my face, the shit that i did wrong
when the worst is passed, you'll be a believer
to put me down, to put me away
its not even laughable
its all ending so fast
just the same old thing
taking on too much guilt
there comes a point when you have to grab the knife
and cut for dear life
until the pain isnt real anymore
nothing is real anymore