Looking down the barrel

I give up on living my return than I ever wanted I know.
That anytime I want to feel right I just run into the wrong light.
I'm looking down the barrel of no fun.
I might as well be the only one left in hell.
I might was well become.
It was never my biggest concern.
My boredom was so frightening that I know.
That anytime I want to feel right I just run into the wrong light.
I'm looking down the barrel of no fun.
I just don't feel right and my mind is coming on.
Even when I can tell myself that I'm barely gonna run.
Even when all the chemicals are responsible fun.