Skeptic Optimist

I'm losing and finding some more of myself
Just doing what I love, and crying out for help
I've wrote my letters to the lord, to me he didn't tell
Just how fucked up this world would be to feel what I have felt

But I hope for the best
We've really got to stick it through
Let's put our pain to rest
You hate me, and I'll hate you
There's a ticking bomb inside my chest
And I don't know what the fuck to do

Why do I have to keep my friends so close?
They are not my meds of which I need a daily dose
Of which if I forget to take I make friends in my head
They're imaginary but the best friends I've had yet

But I hope for the best
We've really got to stick it through
Let's put our pain to rest
You hate me, and I'll hate you
There's a ticking bomb inside my chest
And I don't know what the fuck to do

Why does man have to be his own worst enemy?
Demoralizing ourselves as a society
If I asked the whole world I'm sure they would agree
The wars you fight with yourself are the worst you'll ever see

But I hope for the best
We've really got to stick it through
Let's put our pain to rest
You hate me, and I'll hate you
There's a ticking bomb inside my chest
And I don't know what the fuck to do
But sit here in silence and hate myself with you