paroles de chanson Weigh Down - Uneasy Still

Why the fuck i feel like this i need a reason
I been waiting on that warm weather tis the season
I been going thru the emotions while I'm going thru the motions
Crack a window
In the car and let the breeze in
I'm confused often
All these thoughts i'm lost in
Comfort in the chaos
Everything else is forgotten
The drive home's never long enough when you don't wanna go
Traffic's at a stand still i'm hoping it keep moving slow
I know that it gives me too much time in my thoughts
N i go to dark places and i've been going there lots
I dont wanna talk now
Im fuckin exhausted
I come thru door n
Im getting accosted
Do you think I know the answers?
I got the same questions
Take em to ya therapist
I'll go to confession
Start over on monday
Tell me bout this real life
I'll get better one day
What's that supposed to feel like

When the day's getting shorter
And it's sort of like "here we go again"
I'm feeling way, way, way. weighed down

I'm trying, i stay climbing when i really don't think i can see an end
I'm feeling way, way, way. weighed down

She said " i really wish sometimes you were happier
But i have to accept that that ain't part of your character
And i know where it's coming from, hun i ain't mad atcha
You want a Maserati and you settled for Acura
But damn, it could be worse
What if the steering wheel jerked
And then you drive in reverse til you arrive in a Hearse
Or i could stop the sob story
Or you could ignore me
But based on his-story it's not like this story
Is bound to change much
You're saying the same stuff you've been saying
But then what? what's that saying about us?"
I'm fighting me like i got tossed in the ring
My fucking boss is Don King
I'm too exhausted to swing
It's bass ackwards and i don't have the words to explain
The thoughts that rattle my brain
I'm in and out of my lane
It's more of the same
How fucking long can it last?
You can't ignore the impact so you brace for the crash

When the day's getting shorter
And it's sort of like "here we go again"
I'm feeling way, way, way. weighed down

I'm trying, i stay climbing when i really don't think i can see an end
I'm feeling way, way, way. weighed down

Therein lies the problem right?
It's already autumn right?
Lemme raise the farenheit to the boiling point of it all
How'my supposed to wait till then?
How my supposed to play pretend
If it's all gonna come again and the fahrenheit's gonna fall
Cuz therein lies the problem