Cathedral by Museum Mouth Lyrics

Don't get me started on my list of
Shortcomings you'll never hear the end of it
Cuz i've given into the fact that things are always awful
I'm a whole hearted pessimist these days

These fires aren't eyes
No one is watching me as I
Lay down on wooden seats
With my hands clasped over my heart
Am I as dead as I feel?

I've been on life support
For the last nineteen years of my life
Why is my body so cold
I want late night sex so wet so tight
Am I as dead as I feel?