The Rudie Of Breathing

Sometimes I wanna take the car out on the road
Flip it into park and smash myself into a million little pieces
I'm tired of knowing what about myself is wrong
But never mustering up the resolve to really try and change it
I walk outside and people say hey
And sometimes I just wanna say: Hey, go away, go away

So I guess I better stay inside
I’ve read that if you just sit in a chair
And think of focusing your nervous energy
On the beauty of breathing
You could live a life of real tranquility
But I just thought of every stupid thing
That’s been keeping me from sleeping
I close my eyes and it won’t go away
I plug my ears but they’re ringing out
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!

It keeps me from believing
That maybe someday the thing will work
Maybe I won’t feel like a jerk
Maybe the words I say will stop coming out weighted
Maybe someday I’ll want to breathe and
Maybe the people that I meet won’t lead to a certain future
Where I'm betrayed and I'm so jaded

And that’s why I'm so fucking sad