Mouth Breather Songtext
von against realism

I Carved a 35
Into my leg
Over a year
Since i last had sex

I′m just alive
To pay my rent
I don't go outside
Cause i have no friends!

Nothing prepared me
For what comes next
Years of work
Just to still be depressed

Every way to cope
Just makes me worse
I drink and bleed,
Waiting for the hearse.


Stagger pattern
Blinding lights
Deepened cutting
Drawn out fights

Nothing ever
Is getting better
Pull the lever
Its light as a feather

Ages pass
Its still the same
No moving forward
In this no win game

Its all a struggle
Without reward
Hell is the only place
I can afford

Send me back there
At your leisure
We both know this
Isnt getting any better


Sick of pretending
I can be saved
When every year
Has me more depraved

Stagger pattern
Blinding lights
Deepened cutting
Drawn out fights

Nothing ever
Is getting better
Pull the lever
Cause its light as a feather