Текст (слова) песни: Curl Up And Die - I Hate Almost Every Person I Come In Con
I have bottomed out and my future doesn`t fit into my schedule. All booked up on depression and self-loathing. Buried deep in sleep from passing out, no time to plan ahead. Someone please tell me, why do i think this way? Someone please tell me that this isn`t the end of everything.
A chemical imbalance? No. The smell of my own vomit lost in my last tears. No more kissing clocks or throwing coins into wishing wells to try and fix the way I fucked myself.
When it`s finally here, it`s never enough and when it`s finally gone, it`s never coming back. Somehow I fooled myself into believing that this would work out, that I wouldn`t end up hurt.
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