From the recording Smith's Grove
My Ceiling(um) embodies the chaos of negative self talk narratives and how they affect your mind.
Lyrics
You
What the fuck was I thinking
How fucking hard would it be to prevent this
Under these problems I'm sinking
It's just one more thing, to add to the fucking mess
This is not who I choose to be
It's not what I want to do
It's not how I choose to live
But what difference is that to you
It's not who I choose to be
It's not what I want to do
It's not how I choose to live
But what the fuck does that mean to you
They tell me don't sweat the small shit
But every mountain was formed from a mole hill
Rather than try to control it
It seems the answer is just to take yet another pill
This is not who I choose to be
It's not what I want to do
It's not how I choose to live
But what difference is that to you
It's not who I choose to be
It's not what I want to do
It's not how I choose to live
But what the fuck does that mean to you
Why are you such a fucking idiot
Quit fuckin up, just get it right
You stupid fuckin idiot
I swear to God, you're such a waste of life
You're just an idiot
You're wrong again, but that's par for the course
You fuckin idiot
You know the truth, that you deserve to die