The same screen. Starts repeating over again and again. No one seems bothered. Or am I the one that who seems to be wrong.
The television shines and make me blind. I feel its better, To see those stupid spams on instagram. Rather than seeing my face reflected from my phone. No way I'm refreshing my feed.
I just wanna fuck the hypocrites Don't wanna look like them. It feels hard to be normal with all these motherfuckers bitching around me.
If my life is the real life inside the screen. Why does my lungs look like its getting fucking blackened.
Talk shit, Gain sympathy. Easy ass world I wanna break that thing.
Armbands everywhere. Watching you anywhere. Just fucking leave me alone and let me be myself.
You were the one who chose. But I am tied to this god damn dog leash.
Pills for depression flooding around. Its hard for me to tell my current stance to anyone. I don't want to be treated the same.
I don't need the stupid attention from if that's life and overdrive I just won't do it. I would rather look at the wall and have a talk. What is your standard of calling a masterpiece. Stop sobbing around with your eyes low. You never been seized by madness, No. What is your standard of calling a masterpiece. Stop sobbing around with your eyes low. You never been seized by madness, No.
I will never be like you.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
