Lyrics Endless Affliction - YCK
Predisposition
addiction
is
still
familial
Embedded
into
my
blood
till
the
day
that
I
die
but
still
you'll
Be
running
from
any
question
regarding
the
incoherence
I'm
hardly
scratching
the
surface
you're
growing
up
with
no
parents
Tell
me
what
it's
like
and
what
it's
like
being
you
Cause
I'm
not
fond
of
being
me
and
what
do
I
even
do
I
start
my
day
and
write
a
poem
and
record
over
noise
I
think
my
sadness
is
a
gimmick
an
audience
can
enjoy
I
could
be
a
showman
in
reciting
my
verses
I'm
not
the
one
you've
met
before
because
there's
multiple
versions
A
combination
of
a
psyche
and
things
that
I
wouldn't
say
I
remember
laying
down
and
hoped
my
lungs
would
inflate
How
did
I
survive
almost
wishing
I
hadn't
I
had
a
doctor
working
round
the
clock
to
try
to
combat
it
The
only
thing
is
when
I
left
the
world
is
now
overrun
The
storm
is
brewing
up
on
top
a
hill
that
we'll
overcome
Why
are
you
complaining
you
should
be
more
grateful
Hurting
this
badly
you
find
yourself
unable
It's
going
right
but
I'm
oh
so
torn
And
this
endless
affliction's
been
there
since
I
was
born
Suicidal
wishing
on
the
rise
red
eyes
From
the
weed
they
bought
and
roll
with
a
sense
death
pries
In
abundance
the
demand
has
been
shrunken
dried
and
diminished
But
the
archivists
are
convinced
they
aren't
near
to
being
finished
After
deducing
I
turn
to
stone
like
Medusa
When
catching
glances
and
staring
into
the
basin
and
root
of
Where
my
abjection
has
settled
detecting
I
like
a
challenge
I've
got
a
method
to
fix
it
but
that's
not
part
of
my
palate
Faltering
and
halting
aspirations
we
had
But
the
world
ain't
owe
me
nothing
so
I
guess
I'll
be
glad
In
the
lowest
of
grading
accumulating
like
dregs
It
doesn't
mean
a
thing
when
they
don't
even
try
and
they
beg
Stains
from
the
smoke
adhering
to
the
dashboard
On
a
trip
heading
south
and
I
don't
need
a
passport
Ain't
a
two-way
stop
there's
no
return
address
Boutta
have
a
good
rest
in
this
dirt
mattress
Why
are
you
complaining
you
should
be
more
grateful
Hurting
this
badly
you
find
yourself
unable
It's
going
right
but
I'm
oh
so
torn
And
this
endless
affliction's
been
there
since
I
was
born
Where
do
you
go
When
you're
this
low
How
do
you
hide
From
all
these
lies
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