paroles de chanson Loneliness Is the Price to Pay - Tvbuu

Man I've been Locked away so long,
My soul is boiling in this pot,
I've tried to keep myself together,
But depression makes me rot,
And if you do not understand this,
Then you can't follow this plot,
My life is like a fucking noose,
You kick the chair,
Then watch me drop,
Lay me inside this box,

I'm lonely,
I sit in my home,
I sit here alone,
I'm drinking this bottle,
Straight to the dome,
I slip in my zone,
I said I would stop,
That was a lie,
I just wanna die,
I sit in my room,
I lock all the doors,
And I cry,
Then curse at the sky,

I,
Really don't know,
Why I go,
I feel like my life is in a cycle,
I feel recycled,
Cut off my vitals,
I do not care,
To fight for survival,
Pieces of shit,
My darkest secret,
Locked deep inside,
I hope I keep it,
You wouldn't see it,
So just delete it,
These people ask my name,
I repeat it,

I
Sit around these stupid muthafuckas every day,
That never understand a word that I be saying,
They just ask me if I really mean it
When I'm saying that I am feeling sad,
I just tell them nah man I'm just playing,
Cause they wouldn't understand,
Look at me like I'm mad,
All I ever really wanted in my life was a hand,
And a mom and dad,
And somebody in my life I could try to vent to,
No more sinking in the sand,

I am cold,
& I am alone,
Where are my friends,
Man I do not know,
My soul it is froze,
They have locked me deep inside of my home,
Don't know where to go,
All I want to do is sell out some shows,
And tour on the road,
I am bout to explode,
Hoe,

All I wanna see is hoes,
All across my floor,
Pulling up drunk,
Every single show,
Wearing tiny ass clothes,
With the black panty hoes,
Put a collar right around her neck,
She wanna get choked,
Wearing all black,
Take her round the back where I'm at,
Put it in her back,
Toss her on the wall then I snap,
Cause the devils back,
If you bite me,
Imma bite back,
Muthafuckas wanna go war,
Well imma fight back,
Coming straight out of hell,
My soul I will sell,
I spin her around like a carousel,
As I Parasail,
Out a pair of planes,
With no parachute,
Stories to tell,
They tell me,
That I ain't gonna blow up,
Muthafucka you got damn lie,
Go die,
On a set of train tracks,
Get hit by a train,
Till you rip apart and your body flies,
I ride,
And I roll,
All I wanna see is hoes,
At my shows,
In some slutty ass clothes,
That's how I roll,
Now bend it over,
Touch your toes,
On the floor,
Now sell your soul,
Hoe