Dead Pursuits

Somebody help me in my dead pursuits, I'm dying my hair and cutting out sugar. Pretend I'm OK but I'm choking, I'll try anything, I'll buy anything I don't remember how to dance the beat's changed. I don't remember how to be me, I'm not the same. I didn't ace that interview I didn't even apply - there's no use. Three years and still worried it's a mediocre album I swear I tear myself limb from limb. I don't remember how to dance the beat's changed. I don't remember how to be me, I'm not the same. I don't remember how to dance, or be me. Chances are this will slip in to the ether, is anyone listening? Creating in a vacuum... is anyone listening? Will I ever record this? is anyone listening? I can't do it I can't do it I can't do it I can't do it. I can't do it. Is anyone listening? END