Help me help myself

In spurts of sobriety
High on anxiety
Got my priorities all messed up
Days like a minute pass
Superficial, super fast
Swimming circles is a glass bowl going nowhere

There I go again

CHORUS

Precious and few the days go by
As I seem to choose more wrong than right
And I'm losing my youth and wasting time
Blaming everyone else
Oh won't you help me help myself

Entranced by the television
No one's above suspicion
Stars on a new collision course for fortune
Everything's so complicated
So I'll stay intoxicated
Overhung, Overrated

Get me out of here I go again

CHORUS

So forgive the vanity
I'll take another look at me
If all I get is what I see
Then least that is comething

Frustrated beyond belief
Drowning in apathy
Pity gets a hold of me just as I surface

And down I go again
Down I go again