In September I felt like the Twin Towers
Firefly how could you be so mean to your Sour Patch Kid
I know I wasn't the type to bring home flowers
I spent every hour of my day worried about you
Now I'm back to my old Wallflower days
Melancholy feels like a cold shower I'm becoming numb to everything

I really need to fix myself
I really need to fix myself
I really need to fix myself before I died 
I've been stuck in this rut making no good music

I love you but I’m overdosing on my anxiety
I'm not forgetting about you I have loyalty for you
Just trying to make sure I don't go six feet under for my sanity
If I lose my footing will I be gravity dancing
I'm afraid of the sweet life because all the cavities
I've been watching friends the irony is I have none

I really need to fix myself
I really need to fix myself
I really need to fix myself before I died 
I've been stuck in this rut making no good music

My mind wants me dead  
I'm a chocobo on Thanksgiving
I need a lifeline that's living
There's no cheering in my corner
Just this little kid hiding from the world
So are you listening to me now
Or am I singing to these four walls?
Wishing for her to come back
I don't want to be loving I just want to listen to her
I just want to be chilling with her until death comes
This will never happen if I keep pissing my life away

I really need to fix myself
I really need to fix myself
I really need to fix myself before I died 
I've been stuck in this rut making no good music

Fix myself there's nothing worth fixing
I wish I wasn't just emotional wreck
Tell me how you really feel I want to hear all
I've been informal to the world 
I've been informal to the world 
I swear things will get better when I find Hope
Hope the prison that I can't find love in
I'm informal what a beautiful way to say I'm depressed