paroles de chanson Miscommunication - Learke

I'm trying to find the words to describe what's going on
Always felt there's something up in my head
Seems like I'm not quite wrong
If I don't speak I'll probably end up
Living in my brain's own catacombs
Oh oh no I couldn't stand the thought of that
Try to talk it out but I'm 'bout as
Readable as an ancient artifact
So so slow my message isn't sending yet
Better hope to God that I'm ever gonna
Get my old self back I'm saying

I'm sorry for the miscommunication
No more elation
I'm feeling baited
That's what my brain said
My self-aimed hatred
And I'm not making no sense
I've been trying to pull myself together
But my pieces slipping
Stuck in suspense

Feeling tired feeling lost
Brain is melting into slosh
And I don't think I can stop it
In my room locked up
Singing tunes tough luck
Guess what now you've got COVID
Oh oh no I'm stuck inside again
This blow-ow-ows but I guess I've got my synth
Host show-ow-ows but it's not the same as then
I had a set plan and went to see fans
But I guess that's never happening

I'm sorry for the miscommunication
No more elation
I'm feeling baited
That's what my brain said
My self-aimed hatred
And I'm not making no sense
I've been trying to pull myself together
But my pieces slipping
Stuck in suspense
I'm sorry for the miscommunication
No more elation
I'm feeling baited
That's what my brain said
My self-aimed hatred
And I'm not making no sense
I've been trying to pull myself together
But my pieces slipping
Stuck

I'm sorry for the
miscommunication
I'm I'm I'm
S-s-s-s-sorry
For the miscommunication
Miscommunication
I'm I'm I'm
S-s-s-s-sorry
For the miscommunication