CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : I feel like a burden
I feel like the victim
All my f**king dreams are dead, I think I will die with them
I feel f**king sick and yet I do not know the symptoms
Begging you to listen
Tell me can you fix this?
Blood goes down the drain
I feel like an afterthought, a f**king waste of space
Sick of thinking suicides the only f**king way, I’m ashamed
I feel like a burden, sorry I was in your way
Blood goes down the drain
I feel like an afterthought, a f**king waste of space
Sick of thinking suicides the only f**king way, I’m ashamed
I feel like a burden, sorry I was in your way
Watch me keep a smile when I’m close to death
I’m used to it
I’m used to it
I feel most alive when I’m out of breath
I’m used to it
I’m used to it
Can’t keep my eyes on the news now
That sh*t be making me blue now
That sh*t be making me blue in the toes
This is a hell but damn everyone knows
I don’t think that I can cope with that
That type sh*t make my heart attack
That type sh*t break my cardiac
I don’t wanna live if life’s like that
Blood goes down the drain
I feel like an afterthought, a f**king waste of space
Sick of thinking suicides the only f**king way, I’m ashamed
I feel like a burden, sorry I was in your way
Blood goes down the drain
I feel like an afterthought, a f**king waste of space
Sick of thinking suicides the only f**king way, I’m ashamed
I feel like a burden, sorry I was in your way
All my f**king dreams are dead, I think I will die with them
I feel f**king sick and yet I do not know the symptoms
Begging you to listen
Tell me can you fix this?
Blood goes down the drain
I feel like an afterthought, a f**king waste of space
Sick of thinking suicides the only f**king way, I’m ashamed
I feel like a burden, sorry I was in your way
Blood goes down the drain
I feel like an afterthought, a f**king waste of space
Sick of thinking suicides the only f**king way, I’m ashamed
I feel like a burden, sorry I was in your way
Watch me keep a smile when I’m close to death
I’m used to it
I’m used to it
I feel most alive when I’m out of breath
I’m used to it
I’m used to it
Can’t keep my eyes on the news now
That sh*t be making me blue now
That sh*t be making me blue in the toes
This is a hell but damn everyone knows
I don’t think that I can cope with that
That type sh*t make my heart attack
That type sh*t break my cardiac
I don’t wanna live if life’s like that
Blood goes down the drain
I feel like an afterthought, a f**king waste of space
Sick of thinking suicides the only f**king way, I’m ashamed
I feel like a burden, sorry I was in your way
Blood goes down the drain
I feel like an afterthought, a f**king waste of space
Sick of thinking suicides the only f**king way, I’m ashamed
I feel like a burden, sorry I was in your way