كلمات Self-medication

I'm lost in thoughts Against my will I'm scared, confused About how I feel I need a brand-new vice to calm me down I'm gonna be fine I sing about it all the time But now I'm not convinced That I can be better Seems impossible to me I've always been grumpy Always been sad Why can't I have something That makes me feel glad? Why can't I be happy? I torture myself It's so hard to be me I'll try to be somebody else And what's the point of finding grace When all I've got to show is fake? 2 times of 3 you see me smile It's not the truth I chug another one Just another one I need a little more I'm sorry, I can't take anymore I've always been grumpy Always been sad Why can't I have something That makes me feel glad? Why can't I be happy? I torture myself It's so hard to be me I'll try to be somebody else