love lost but not forgotten - what's left of "shitlife" lyrics

i can’t seem to stop breaking out my teeth, but i hear it can be therapeutic.
clinging to threads in motion.stepping out from under what i mean.living in
dreams too lucid for comfort, my blood is slipping.my brother dying.i’m not
sure you can die from it, but i’m going f-cking crazy sleeping on the floor.
once it was a shotgun, then it was a knife.my dreams,my blood combing my brain.