Текст песни headphones - Marku

I say fuck it, I'ma leave, but it's always a bluff
No predicting the incline, I probably used all my luck
Grounded below the sea level, is where I belong
Don't mind me, just a vent, I cannot bottle it up
I can't shut it off with headphones
Cause the noise always sticks, oh boy the silence is bliss
Can you explain how it is?
Head holding in my room, until the clock is AMs
I'm mix toking in the night, until the voices lay to rest

I can't fucking sleep, when i got feeling in my hands and face
What wonderful weather we're having clouds been right on my case
I cannot believe I put myself right into this place
I thought that I would be better, I got some problems to rid off of me

And I can't help, but feel like I do it to myself
I wish you could be walking in my boots
And live in my hell
I tell white lies, cause I have to
I wanna cut the strings, why did I have to be gap glue
And I can't help, but feel like I do it to myself
Wish you could be walking in my boots
And live in my hell
Like a shared cell
Are you willing, I need it
Cause I've been feeling a little alone

Oh, the burden that I bring
I cast the rain in summer and spring
I was never this way when I was a kid
It gets worse by the day, babe that's just how it is

I say fuck it, I'ma leave, but it's always a bluff
No predicting the incline, I probably used all my luck
Grounded below the sea level, is where I belong
Don't mind me, just a vent, I cannot bottle it up
I can't shut it off with headphones
Cause the noise always sticks, oh boy the silence is bliss
Can you explain how it is?
Head holding in my room, until the clock is AMs
I'm mix toking in the night, until the voices lay to rest

Every morning I wake up and dampen my lungs
For a reason I don't know, I gamble my luck
I just keep driving blind overloading the trunk
Yeah, I block out the past, but I can't keep going on

And I can't help, but feel like I do it to myself
I wish you could be walking in my boots
And live in my hell
I tell white lies, cause I have to
I wanna cut the strings, why did I have to be gap glue
And I can't help, but feel like I do it to myself
Wish you could be walking in my boots
And live in my hell
Like a shared cell
Are you willing, I need it
Cause I've been feeling a little alone