Daniels Gone - Eighteen paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Eighteen - Daniels Gone



Eighteen
I don't fucking want it
Its a mystery how I made it this far and kept my stomach
Feel disgusted guess I'm used to all the shit that piles daily
Grown immunity to such because don't nobody tries to save me
And that's crazy
All I do is try to help out
Whether tryna make you smile
Or I'm blowing out your self doubt
But no one does the same for me
Treat me like a nuisance
Then you wonder why its paining me
To speak
I've been paranoid all fucking week
Like all the pressure in the world
Dragging me down pulling by feet
My legs are weak
Panicking panicking
Hide away with that laugh again
Start the phone call
And put on a happy face don't get mad again
Why the fuck do this keep happening
Stuttering I'm shaken up, my vision starts to blacken
Imagining shadow figures moving past my fucking eyes again
Wonder why I'm sane, when all this shit is fucking maddening
Eighteen
I don't fucking want it
As a kid you always wish that you were grown until you've done it
And I don't even recognize myself
Forgot the way I used to be
And now that time is out my hands
A victim to the tv screen
I really do not fucking want it
Saying I should be so proud of me
I got through all this rubbish
But I ain't
Never give myself a fucking break
I'm waking up to all the torture that bring to my own brain
And all the years of being
Put down, shot off, and fucking stepped on
Culminating can't believe I let my fucking self down
Spite me for no reason
I'm still feeling like its my fault
Still ain't face my demons
They ain't answering the phone call
Then I get angry when I can't explain it
Thoughts are getting jumbled
As I try to speak, I'm too impatient
Hate the waiting
Time it moves so fast these days, I keep complaining
Always changing, maybe things will lighten up if I keep patient
Eighteen
I don't fucking want it
Didn't see myself making this plummet
Dozen reasons why I shouldn't keep it up
But I'm a puppet to my stomach
I'm surprised I made it this far
Think I should be happy
More than ever I'm just pissed off
I just need someone to talk to
A distraction from the bullshit
Someone to delay my tendencies to fucking end shit



Writer(s): Daniel Ocampo


Daniels Gone - Eighteen
Album Eighteen
date de sortie
19-06-2020




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