You don’t get me high anymore

Sometimes – I just want to die. It makes it hard for me to even want to try…
That’s the score – the crux – the core.. Cuz you don’t get me high anymore..
I don’t even mean what we used to smoke, or fux with, or snort.. Cuz you don’t get me-
I try.. I try.. A disgrace – I fall flat.. Right.. On.. My face.. Cuz you don’t get me high anymore.
What should I do..? Don’t fib to me.. Will you find a solution..?
What if I lose..? Will you rid me of my mind pollution…?
I don’t want to fight it anymore. It hurts too much to ignore.
I don’t even know why I’m here. Can you tell me…? I just want to know..
Is there something out there that I fear…? Do I act like I care..? Am I putting on a good show..?
I mean if anyone should know…. When I talk – do you hear..?
It’s like something feels like it should be there.. But it’s just a black hole..
I don’t want to lose control.. But it’s eating up my soul.. And I think that you know why..
I thought that you should know..  I took one for the road – cuz you don’t get me high anymore.