Bruises_Demo

(альбом: B-Sides & Rarities Vol.5 [2011-2016] - 2016)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
If he took the time out to stack his bruises in a line
That alone will bridge the gap between his muse and his decline
If he took the time out...

If he took the time out to stack his bruises in a line
That alone will bridge the gap between his muse and his decline
Aesthetics chalky drained a vibrant luster one pain at a time
Until all that he could hear was words droning in his mind (it's going down)
Yes, yes it's finally mine!
I've been waiting all my life to lose my life before my time
Besides, seeing death before your eyes just makes you feel alive
And I haven't felt this way since I was pumped full of their lies
Peace of mind's a place in time that I can't find by its design
You see, it's always out of reach no matter how far that I climb
I didn't see the signs warning me that fate was blind
Cordially inviting me to come awake my state of mind from dormancy
Aimlessly climbing their forged famous empire and normalcy
To forge fees off poor nameless desire
That's new to me, but the oldest trick in the book to a liar
And who is he, the man with a million bruises aspiring?

A heart that's full up like a landfill
A job that slowly kills you
Bruises that won't heal
Vicodin, Adderall
Vicodin, Adderall
Vicodin, Adderall
Vicodin, Adderall

It's been two years now, since I overdid
It's been two years now, they say "Get over it!
Chill Rav, just smoke a spliff! Some hopeless kids have open wrists!
You're only this young and already talking reckless? Calm your shit!"
Every night I crave the pills, the night sky don't assist
I wish for ocean waves to break and split my hopelessness
Some people don't even have food, my problems to them don't exist
I'm so self-centered with my own issues, it's so senseless
But the more you're given, the less you appreciate the wrestle
For acquiring those things, so they feel evanescent
And people will question your smile, yet loathe you if you're dismal
That makes the pain that much more pernicious and abysmal
Depression is the pellet, society's the pistol
And as long as your heart is beating, it will never miss you
My fickle friends thought Vicodin was but a passing issue
I wish to grab a fistful of these pills and cast 'em in you

A heart that's full up like a landfill
A job that slowly kills you
Bruises that won't heal
Vicodin, Adderall
Vicodin, Adderall
Vicodin, Adderall
Vicodin, Adderall