Getting Bitter

Hello, again I've been waiting way too long To meet my end, instead I've come way too far to know what comes next I'll bet it all comes crashing down around me In the end, and then I can finally drop dead But it gets bitter, way more bitter Every morning that I wake up Wish things were clearer, I can't remember The night before or who I've become And just as all the ones around me become ghosts Everything gets more distorted as it goes