"Gans Media Retro Games" lyrics

Was I the problem
When all I thought was
That I don't follow
The pace of conversation
Oh, am I the problem

Letting inhibitions go
The first mistake was
Losing most my self control
Can't bite my tongue when I'm drunk
And here I thought it was the same for everyone
But I can't stop calming my nerves till they're

Numb, useless
Vestigial and senseless
Waking up to dry mouth and ash

Was I the problem
When all I thought was
That I don't follow
The pace of conversation
When the drinks have dried up
A concrete basement
Now you won't face me
I don't remember what I said
Am I the problem
Am I the problem

Crooked steps, a purple bruise on my shins
Teeth feel rotten through
A vinyl floored back room begs the question

Is this just how I live
In fear of what I'll do
Wake every day to say

I'm numb, worthless
Vestigial and pointless
A sore to bite every time that I speak
I'm torn
Last stitch comes loose
Frayed and hopeless
Point the gun, take a breath, be at peace

Was I the problem
When all I thought was
That I don't follow
The pace of conversation
When the drinks have dried up
A concrete basement
Now you won't face me
I don't remember what I said
Am I the problem

Stay down
Stay down
Stay down
The memories bleed when I go out
Just breath you'll never leave
The mind just well enough to ask

Am I the problem
Oh it would seem so
The resignation
I'm gonna die like this
When the drinks have dried up
A concrete basement
Now you won't face me
I don't remember what I said
Am I the problem

Stay down
Stay down
Stay down
The memories bleed when I go out
Just breath you'll never leave
The mind just well enough to ask