Endeavors - Weekend.Rot | Текст песни

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“Grow up and give up,
This world is so fucked”
Maybe its just me,
Maybe I should’ve stayed asleep

I’m getting sick
yeah, my stomachs in knots
I thought about calling god
But I knew he’d let me rot

Oh, fuck I’m stuck
What have I done…
CAVING MY HEAD IN
I’m lost, I feel like THROWING UP.

(I fucking hate this, I fucking hate this,
I fucking hate the way I feel.
Every day is just time to kill,
Empty with no end, I hate what fills my head)

Rather not admit it. I’m depressed, they don’t get it.
Sick of living day to day, wish it would go away..
Sick of hanging my head, lost in a world of black.
I’m a heart attack, the aftermath.
I’m swimming in a sea of sad.

FUCK THIS

I don’t know what to do with everyone in the room
I feel there eyes on me, they’re weighing me down

{Woke up with these thoughts in my head
some sad, some bad, some were dressed in black.
Some were just plain cruel.
Some had everything and nothing to do with “you”
I feel asleep for weeks…Woke up to a dream
with nothing but a heart beat.
All senses were lost, I knew I’d never find god}

I’D RATHER NOT ADMIT IT

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