[Lyric] A Different Type Of Headache (Death Goals)

I cannot bear to see myself
Through the eyes of my father
I'm nothing but a coward
And a spiteful liar
I cannot bear to see myself
Through the eyes of my mother
I'm nothing but a pale-faced ghost
Haunting memories

A different type of headache
A constant state of dread
A departure from any comfort that I've ever felt
Nothing gets better (Nothing gets better)
That's what I'll tell myself
So that when I wake up
I know what to expect
Nothing gets better (Nothing gets better)
That's what I'll tell myself
So when I look in the mirror
There's nothing left to detest
Nothing gets better (Nothing gets better)
That's what I'll tell myself
So I keep myself alive
'Cause I'm already dead inside