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Jason Furlong
Jason Furlong
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Chanler Hendrickson
Chanler Hendrickson
Songwriter
Chase Halverson
Chase Halverson
Songwriter
Nathan Kawaguchi
Nathan Kawaguchi
Songwriter
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Syndrome
Syndrome
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All of my life, I've been lies Strugglin' to work on my cause I know the danger of bottling anger Right now, I'm a stranger to myself Pray for me, I'm selfish But, this anger, I can't help And lately I'm, but a stranger I fear, I'm a danger to myself Ya, ya, Chvse What would you say to yourself, if you knew you were damaged, and stuck in a cage? And would you try helpin' yo'self, instead of just sayin' you' stuck in yo' ways? See, we be helpin' each other, but never be helpin' the man in the mirror We're livin' in fear, that vision is clear We bitch and we moan, it's a fuckin' disgrace Yeah, look But, I can't even get out my head, no more An' I'm lookin for another fuckin' option, bitch But, I'm not sure, anymore Could you tell me who I'm really meant to be? I been searchin' for my fuckin' purpose But it's deafening Now, I'm trapped inside my head I think I might go crazy, if this cycle will continue Big an' spiteful, grab the rifle an' arm it for the minutes that I'm sad Take my last fuckin' breath an' put the trigger to my head (my head) All of my life, I've been lies Strugglin' to work on my cause I know the danger of bottling anger Right now, I'm a stranger to myself Pray for me, I'm selfish But, this anger, I can't help And lately I'm, but a stranger I fear, I'm a danger to myself Sometimes, I don't wanna be alive Sometimes, I just wanna fuckin' die Sometimes, I don't wanna be alive Sometimes, I just wanna fuckin' die Here we go, again Satan's in my throat, again Floating right above me In my bed, like I don't notice him Maybe I should go to him I don't think I wrote to him Why the fuck you lookin' at me? You know, I say no to sin I' been living in a nightmare Everyday, I'm in a nightmare You think this imagery, that I'm exhibitin's Something I make up, an fine here? Why don't you shut up and lie here? Look at the knife in the high chair You think I'm playin' wit' you? Muh'fucker, you just shut up an' die here All of my life, I've been lies Strugglin' to work on my cause I know the danger of bottling anger Right now, I'm a stranger to myself Pray for me, I'm selfish But, this anger, I can't help And lately I'm, but a stranger I fear, I'm a danger to myself I'm so damaged, all I do is panic I'm the opposite of manic All I am is fuckin' frantic, an' I can't even stand it All I do is lose the chances to live my life I'm so numb, I can't even cry I hate life Cut out my heart, with a steak knife Then, feed it to a muthafuckin' Great White 'Cause, that's how I feel, and I don't wanna hear that it ain't right I'm drunk, got my finger on the trigger, but it can't aim right Wait, it was water in a bottle, an' I'm sober as fuck Never should've been the afraid type This is the end There is the ledge All it take's a step And then I'll be dead (there he goes) Eva, all I wanna do is be with you So, Mom, Dad, bores you too All of my life, I've been lies Strugglin' to work on my cause I know the danger of bottling anger Right now, I'm a stranger to myself Pray for me, I'm selfish But, this anger, I can't help And lately I'm, but a stranger I fear, I'm a danger to myself (Myself, myself, myself...)
Writer(s): Chanler Brant Hendrickson, Chase Allen Halverson, James Tennapel, Nathan Lake Kawaguchi, Jason Furlong Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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