paroles de chanson Appetite - Rivilin feat. Vishisdead

I'm not perfect yeah I know that
I'm not worth it, you love to say that
I'm not much but I try my fucking best
But you keep keep, taking you keep keep, breaking me

I'm just the kid in the
In the background
You don't wanna understand
Now that the pains found
Always self-absorbed in your own issues
You never cared about me you only cared about you

Yeah, watch my skin dissolve into the, the hell below
Yeah I'm staring straight through, and I see, I see my soul
Being torn by the hooks of the ones, the ones I love
I'm sick of being stretch between this chronic fatigue always feeling empty

No one wants to understand what it's like
When you fucking can't get out of bed
No you're a lost cause
Chuck me to the side like I am just one of your pawns
Until I have the balls to fucking kick the fucking door close

I have no appetite for this
Wrap your arms around my skin then kiss
All the bone sticking out of my flesh
I'm sick of being this way when self-hate is the game

You make me sick thinking love is all bliss
When you're the reason that I'm a fucking mess
Push your nails through my hands and crucify me
I guess my mother was right, hell is inside of me

You think I'd like looking in from outside
'Cause, I've been doing this sh!t for all my life
Yeah it's all my fault, why do I even try
'Cause when they break my skin, no my tears won't fly

Well hey mumma what were thinking you put me out there
Nothing's ever easy and this life's unfair
I graved my shins, and nobody cared

Hold on gotta think this back (yeah)
You left me with the world on my back
18 with a dream and voice ain't nobody loved me had to leave it to choice (yeah)
No human has to haunt you
'Cause they were the ones that once loved you
And even now when you're facing crowd, and hugging your ropes but no you won't back down (yeah)

I don't really know about this
Can you look me in my eyes, can you tell me it's alright
I don't, I don't really know about this
For the last time, this will be last time

I have no appetite for this
Wrap your arms around my skin then kiss
All the bone sticking out of my flesh
I'm sick of being this way when self-hate is the game

You make me sick thinking love is all bliss
When you're the reason that I'm a fucking mess
Push your nails through my hands and crucify me
I guess my mother was right, hell is inside of me

I have no appetite for this
Wrap your arms around my skin then kiss
All the bone sticking out of my flesh
I'm sick of being this way when self-hate is the game

You make me sick thinking love is all bliss
When you're the reason that I'm a fUcking mess
Push your nails through my hands and crucify me
I guess my mother was right, hell is inside of me