Текст песни Roadkill - Undead Papi

Ask me how I feel
I feel nothing inside
My conflict surreal
Misery only thing by my side
I feel like some roadkill
Ran over and left behind
I hate you all still
I'm just not one of your kind

Fed up, I'm never enough
So numb from the horror
Can't front I'm tortured
Time keeps on running shorter

I'm running in circles
Round and round hoping one day I make it
So many damn hurtles
It's like I don't ever get a break, shit
I hate life and I just wanna change it
Dealt the wrong cards and devastation
Everything I got always gets taken
Put my all in just to get flushed down the drain bitch

Ask me how I feel
I feel nothing inside
My conflict surreal
Misery only thing by my side
I feel like some roadkill
Ran over and left behind
I hate you all still
I'm just not one of your kind

Fed up, I'm never enough
So numb from the horror
Can't front I'm tortured
Time keeps on running shorter