Villains (2) - Better Off Dead lyrics

It lives in my home, it sleeps on my floor Every night I hear it's nails on my door And k** every bit of hope before it leaves my pores Stop coming to my house Stop stealing words from my mouth So I bite my tongue To avoid confrontation or offending anyone (Anxiety) I'll never win; I can't win Just a hopeless villain I don't know when my demons conquered Or when my skeleton softened Or when the rest broke free from the closet But I know every damn thing put a nail in my coffin Distant, slime, lost, scum All of the above An embarra**ment to everyone I love The reaper still hasn't come I'm so sick of myself So sick of screaming for help I'm still in f**ing hell I'm still in f**ing hell Rendered motionless by anxiety A dead man to be Trapped by this dead mans dreams Cursed with the nervous luck of being me f** the doctor; f** his pills f** the self-loathing that stems from the guilt f** my arrogance; f** my carelessness It's irrelevant; f** my therapist Better off dead Let the grievance commence I'm still second best I'm still second best f**