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.