Willowbrook - Building No. 6 | Текст песни

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"I've been torn in two,
by what I want and who I can be.
I live by the lion but I've been stuck as sheep
I rip my eyes open everyday and repeat
"Just go back to sleep, please go back to sleep"

Then I light a fucking match -
in a sad attempt to burn away the scents of failure and the clutter
I leave some space to tidy up for reinvention,
It just becomes rewording of the same old problems

So cut me open
So cut me open

I'm starting to doubt that I exist.
Alone, a vessel who never forgets
I'm starting to doubt that I exist
Bug eyed and relentless.

Sexualize my fears,
become the disgust.
Let regret sink in...
Drink myself to death

Curdled hearts ingested from a plastic cup
Bitter
Dawn

I've been torn in two,
by what I want and who I can be.
I live by the lion but I've been stuck as sheep
And maybe that was easy but now I fear sleep
And maybe that was easy,
but now there is no peace.

I'm so embarrassed
I'm so embarrassed
And in hindsight

Being me was a mistake.

I'm disgusted.
Built up to be broken.
We've all fucked up once or twice but you messed up every step of my life.
Not by trying, just by wanting.
You were selfish but I'll be the one who pays for it in strife.

I try to do what's right,
But I always feel so
wrong.

I try to do what's right,
But every choice feels so fucked up and wrong.
I feel wrong and misconstrued.

But what do I know?
I made morality my home,
but I sleep in the garage like a cockroach."

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