It Sucks That Your Life Is All Lows by Frank Grinds Lyrics

Staying awake is not a task anymore
My eyes don't shut unless I force them to
It's not so easy climbing trees
With broken limbs
And it's really hard to pray to God
When you have no heart

We'll stay at your mother's house
We'll stay at your mother's house
We'll eat your mother's food
And we'll eat your mother herself
It's not alright to draw a knife
On your school
How does it feel to know
That you're unwanted
What's the point of bipolar illness
If you're always sad
You're lookin' for the ups and finally [?]