Chaotica - Unstable (Nightcore) | Текст песни

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• Chaotica
• Unstable (Nightcore)

Gotta run
Gotta run
'Til I fall,
Gotta keep on
Feeding the crave.
Gotta build
Gotta build
Up my wall,
Gonna keep on
Digging my grave.

Gotta fight
Gotta fight
'Til I bleed,
Gotta keep my head
Screwed on tight.
Gotta stay
Gotta stay
In the lead,
Gotta make sure
I win this fight.

It's okay if I'm
A bit unstable,
I've been doing
Just fine on my own.
I don't care if I am
In denial,
It's a mild syndrome.

Gotta deal
Gotta deal
With the pain,
Gotta put up
With all the lies.
Gotta break
Gotta break
Off the chain,
Gotta silence
All of the cries.

Gonna lose
Gonna lose
My own head,
Gonna finally
Run out of luck.
Gonna fall
Gonna fall
'Til I'm dead -
And frankly,
I don't give a...

The more I try,
The less I'm free.
The more I fail,
The more I hate me.

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