Street Sects And I Grew Into Ribbons
[Hook]
Numb
No longer afraid
Numb
Disinhibited
[Verse 1]
Dead on my feet
I'm always walking towards the exit
No good deed unpunished
No acknowledgement
I get tired of the things I claim to love
I get tired of the thing that I've become
Every good thing in my life
Comes at someone else's expense
[Hook]
Numb
No longer afraid
Numb
Disinhibited
[Verse 2]
Wake up and say something
Do something, make something
Pretend to feel something
Wait for the day to end
The problem with giving a shit
Is no one thanks you
And they always want more
I wish I had done
Something else
With my life
I get tired of trying to convince myself
Not to pull the trigger
Not to turn out the light
