Текст песни WØUNDS - Zerø , Mannikin

I'm in a dark place in a dark room and I just can't feel a thing
And the thickness of these fumes are so crippling
Because the fog in my mind is too dense to breathe
You're trapped in my head now I'm suffering
I'm way beyond the point of just struggling
Cuz every part of me is malfunctioning
My heart is so constricted emotional restriction rip it out to breath fresh air
Cuz I need a little break and I need little space to make room for restore and repair
I need a surgery, its an emergency, but even doctors don't know how
Cuz if you stitch me up it won't be enough
And I've bled enough and now
I've got these wounds, they bleed and lately
I feel so used, and maybe, I'm crazy but
I've got these wounds, they bleed and lately
I feel so used, and maybe, I'm crazy but I've got these
Stop freeze
Take a minute, listen to me
Cuz I'm gonna say sum I've never said before so go and find yourself a seat
These words are for you
I've never really said it em your face
But I think it about it all the time, maybe didn't read the signs
Never thought it'd happen this way
You'll never fully know
How much pain and hurt it brought to my soul
When you love someone for who they are
You instantly ignore the scars
Hurt lingers on as I know
I gotta, let you know
I'm not tryna make you feel controlled
You're in a trap of pleasure but I know that you are better
Just know that it's a slippery slope
I've got these wounds, they bleed and lately
I feel so used, and maybe, I'm crazy but
I've got these wounds, they bleed and lately
I feel so used, and maybe, I'm crazy but I've got these
Wounds, these wounds
I've got these wounds these wounds
I've got these wounds these wounds
I've got these wounds these wounds

Boys will be boys when they scheme and they ploy just to play and destroy you
Pretend that they know
They play with their toys and their childish poise
And I know they enjoy it they tend to ignore me
Intend to annoy me they try to control me
I feel like they sold me, I won't let them hold me
With smiles and style, they gladly approach me
I'm done being passive, my turn to speak boldly
Now this is my town, and I'm here with my sound
On attack mode, watcha back Cole
Cuz, I'm here for my city, I won't take your pity
I'm making my mark, and it won't be pretty
You've proven yourselves to be juvenile
I took these wounds and made something beautiful
I'm chasing the bag but it's not about the fame
You can't hold me back cuz I'm in the fast lane
I've got these wounds, they bleed and lately
I feel so used, and maybe, I'm crazy but
I've got these wounds, they bleed and lately
I feel so used, and maybe, I'm crazy but I've got these