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(álbum: Valahalla - 2020)


Breaking down in an airport bathroom
I can't wait to leave
When I get home I'm turning off my phone
So no one can find me

I'm sick of these words, I'm sick of your games
We said we'd improve, we said that we'd change
But nothing ever goes right these days
You're acting plastic go move to LA
Or give me one fucking reason to stay
I'm sick of your god I won't fucking pray
Signed a shit deal can't even get paid
So fuck what I feel I made it his way

I can't pull myself up out
Of this hole that I dug myself
I tried to so hard to play my roll
But I hate everything now that
They've got me under control

I can't breath or decide what I'm doing
Name the pain and I've probably been through it
I am an unpleasant person I fucking deserve this
Don't care if you hate me I like being worthless
Devoid of all purpose I'm stupid and nervous
I don't trust the process I'm tanking and wordless
Nothing to say, my naiveate
Lost the life that I had now I'm losing my place

I'm Paralyzed just stuck in stasis
Suicide on my mind on a daily basis
Cause I hate myself, I'm the loosest cannon
No mental health, all hope abandoned

No sense of self, no hope for ransom
Life's hopeless now and I can't stand it
Couldn't hurt myself this well if I planned it
Burns like hell I thought that I ran shit

I can't pull myself up out
Of this hole that I dug myself
I tried so hard to play my roll
But I hate everything now that

They've got me under control
Process complex emotions
Fuck that, where the blunt at wavy as oceans
Pour some of that codine potion
I'm not heartless my heart's just broken

Lost inside my mind
I hate the way stay deprived of joy I hate this life
I'm not alright I'm not the type to stay quiet I'd rather die
Than live the rest of my life this way

And real shit there's really nothing left to say
About problems that won't end or go away
Or pretend that everything will be okay
I'm an imprint all I do it took up space

Dissident the gulag is where I stay
Music pays my rent want to stay that way
Lost all resolve when I sold my soul
I hate everything, I'm under control

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