Текст песни Ludonarrative - Jay3R

I feel left out, and I cant count
The amount of times you said differently
I really doubt, that you won't pout
That's ok ill count on you leaving
Yeah I'm walking around with my head down
Wipe the sweat from my brow
Empathize I can't now
Stranger interactions with the people in my town
They love the way we sound
I'm itching my neck, cause it hurts don't get mugged
I feel sick, I can't live with this shit
On my hip, in my head constantly
That's okay I've been freed
Lick the tab, pop a cap recluse in myself
Spiritual wealth, I love all of the people who care
I love all the people who tear
Me way down, mutilate, burn my face
Unable, for pure hate
Burn my face
Unable, for pure hate mutilate
Me way down
Me way down
Me wat down
I feel left out, and I can't count
The amount of times you said differently
I really doubt, that you won't pout
That's ok ill count on you leaving
Your Intentions loud, bleed in the crowd
They don't care won't check if your breathing
Your souls pure now, won't weigh a pound
This city needs some major healing

I'm feeling absolutely nothing
But somehow blood still pumping
Olathe my land we love it, no way I fold, I'm bluffing
Bodies in the sand, morals aren't my plan
With this blue shit in my hand
And I can barely even stand
And I can barely even stand

Imma lost boy
And I need some joy
Makes me feel less worried
Cause I rather enjoy
Makes me feel less worried
Imma lost boy
And my god won't speak
Thats okay not at peak