paroles de chanson You've Got the Map Backwards, Matt - Marietta

Sometimes i'm awake
Thinkin' about fuckin' things up for myself again
So relax and sit there, my organs know I mean well
Even though they're all gone, but they're content

Drivin' up north headin' towards nothin'
Just for a fake laugh and a stupid smile
I never asked to see "lost" painted on your forehead
Looking forward, it's been taunting me for a while

Sometimes I'm in front of the street
Noticing my face in the paint
This is hell, this is far, this is human
This is something where no one ever gains

What's there to do, I couldn't even tell you
Everything keeps spinning letting me know
That something doesn't feel right
And it's sitting in my chest feelin' so low

It's been black outside for days now
Hope the end of the week gets here quick
So there is nothing left to question
Not even the God that I told to quit

Oh, I'm seein' the dreariness of this
Oh, I'm believin' now that I can't fix this

Oh, I'm seein' the dreariness of this
Oh, I'm believin' now that I can't fix this

Oh, I'm seein' the dreariness of this.
Oh, I'm believin' now that I can't fix this.

Oh, I'm seein' the dreariness of this.
Oh, I'm believin' now that I can't fix this.