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Bloomproof
02:01
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Another downturn
Alibi, but no excuse
Existing only to wither
Will never bloom
Still forever bloomproof
Deteriorate
Best case, wind up at rock bottom
A previously rational character endures a gradual decline
Saturated with separation
This dismal existence
Interior altercation
This is no way to live
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Brain: Washed
03:42
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You won’t fact-check the shit that fits your narrative
I get sick to my stomach when I think of what goes on in your head
If I’m a sinner, what does that make you?
So scared to confront the truth despite the proof
But you condemn me
For thinking for myself
So condescending
But with nothing to show for yourself
What the fuck
Ive grown tired of the blatant hypocrisy
Brainwashed since the very beginning
Brainwashed
I’ve always had this question unanswered
Why choose to place your faith in these delusions of grandeur?
All I see is societal cancer
I can’t turn back and not speak my peace
So let’s cut the shit
I think it’s time we call it what it is
You fear the conclusion, but the illusion will be gone in 3-2-1
You’re all just afraid to fucking die
I know just what you’re made of
I’ve been there I know where you came from
It’s not too late for you to realize
The straight and narrow is really just the path of the blind
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Oh what a fucking mess. Broken and disconnected. Life was over before it began. Selfish choices, my vision is red. Take a breath. There’s no defense. Antagonize myself again, I didn’t mean to let this in.
Can’t get away from all these changing faces; always new yet deriving from old pain. Conflict chases, one step behind when I try to redefine. Fragments, traces follow me, haunting my mind. Never outgrown. Nothing changes. Cling to every fault. Drawn back, the cycle repeats again.
Stop. Place distance between yourself and your feelings. Introspection, dwell in self-reflection. Looking to die, you could call it death perception. Can’t shake the feeling of this fucking repetition. Nothing ever changes I fucking quit.
Now I’m stuck here with these changing faces; always new yet deriving from old pain. Conflict chases, one step behind when I try to redefine. Fragments, traces follow me, haunting my mind. Never outgrown. Nothing changes. Cling to every fault. Drawn back, the cycle repeats again.
Listen, enough is enough. I’m breaking my promise. I’m done feeling stuck. Call it beginners luck; used to think I could bloom. Life called my bluff. Nothing changes. Oh what a big surprise. Wasting time dwelling on wasted time. Keep your eye on the prize.
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4. |
(not_responding)
02:04
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Loss of control
Keeps pulling me home
The boy who cried wolf
Is led just like a lamb
But I know this road just like the back of my hand
Life is nothing but a sham
This wasn’t part of the plan
It’s too late
I gave away my tell
A clouded reflection
A crystal clear hell
Ever observant
And I’ve got a nice view from the shelf
Stuck on auto, but frozen on the tracks
This is my last try
And so far it’s been half-assed
Anything to slow myself down
Wait a second, back up, get away
I bet you never thought I could be
So full of shit
I lie to my friends every single day
I’m really fine
I swear to god, everything’s okay
HA HA
What else can i say?
Don’t know any other way
Not sure where I went astray
Should’ve left myself crumbs along the way
Scrape off my integrity
And bury it with my chances
I hear the bridges burning
Me, myself and apathy
How romantic
Fuckin cute
So picture perfect
Here I come
Pullin up to the talent show
First place for inconsistency
Come gather around and see
I hope you’re all proud of me
A stain on myself
Leaving pain in my path
Self-destructive tendencies flow through everything
And my conscience just points and laughs
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H. E. L. P.
05:22
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I don’t need your help. You can keep it.
Leave me alone, please. I never asked for this, I didn’t ask for shit. I don’t want your help. Conflicted. Quit - still addicted. Capacity shifted. So take your prescription. Hey you, why so observant? It won’t happen, but make sure you rehearse it. Subversion dressed as caution. I went and cheated myself, ah shit. Cant take much more, it’s worse than before. 6:30am crying on the kitchen floor. God damn, what the hell is a consequence? Still making moves with no common sense. Not again. I’ll talk to myself before anyone else. Con artist, I buy my own deceit. Misled by faulty conscience. I’m fine by myself, I don’t want your help.
I spy with my little eye, a tired man prepared to say goodbye. You cant shake it, so replace the replacement. Don’t forget to take your virtue and flush it down the drain. What’s the point in having patience when it’s all the fucking same? This ache, buckle under its weight. Aspire, try, forfeit: every single day.
I’m just sitting on the fence, absent sense of present tense. And if you’re wondering where I went. I bet you know, take a guess. His end left pain. The lonely coward has snuffed his own flame. Moments wasted in empty feelings. But now it’s not time that I’m killing. There’s no telling how bad it can get. Bad luck and me, we come in a set. And if you’re wondering where I went. I bet you know, take a guess. Place your bets, take a guess. If you’re wondering where I went, you’ll find your answer in the pain I left. I never wanted your help. Fuck.
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