Tired of my self

I will face the pain again
I will wake up again
But the morning never brought comfort
And I’m just too drowsy to care
I’m so tired of myself
Cause I know nothing’s changed
And it won’t

My lips are chapped
My back is oddly shaped
My arms are large
I’m covered in fur
And I don’t want to spend
Another day in this body
I’m so tired of myself
Nothing will ever change

And I wish that I felt like an object
I wish I felt like an object
I wish I felt like an object
I wish I felt like an object
I wish I was a pretty object
I wish I was a pretty object

My lips are chapped
My back is oddly shaped
My arms are large
I’m covered in fur
And I don’t want to spend (I wish I was)
Another day in this body (A pretty object)
I’m so tired of myself (I wish I was)
Nothing will ever change (A pretty object)