Two Years Dead - Boredom | Текст песни

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• Two Years Dead
• Boredom

No one believes what you say,
Yer thoughts are kept locked away
Alone, quiet, cut up and dead
Passed out from the loss of blood
The potent smell of no god
Lying in his bloody bed
Its hard to breath cant even see
A bored victim, life failed me

There was no other choice in his head
Ther was no other choice in his head
Ther was no other choice in my head
There was no other choice in my head

I never talked, you never heard
Invisible, I feel absurd
I hate the times, I hate the day
Make these thought fuckin go away
Im lying here in my own blood
Feel the pain of no love
It was in his head this whole time
Fuckin tickin like a bomb

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