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letra de ...but when does this end? - bushyy

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[verse 1]
i know life’s just full of precarious paths
but when does this end?
do or die affairs infecting thoughts
no i can’t keep playing pretend

[pre-chorus]
like moon cycles my life repeats events
these problems always arise with the crescent
and by the full, like clockwork, all despair descends
and now there’s lingering questions

[chorus]
when will history stop repeating itself?
who will tell me to stop burying myself in the ground?
and start listening to the underlying sounds
that tell me, “get up the good weighs more than your problems”

[verse 2]
and even though i’ve fought this war for so long
i know it’s worth fighting for (but when does it end?)
i don’t know if it’ll stop in a year from now
i’m scared cause what if it stays the same somehow (can’t play pretend)

[pre-chorus]
eroded volcanoes dormant but still able
my ghosts made my bed and set up the table
i was fine but my favorite people peeled my scabs
so i just sit and wait and ask
[chorus]
when will all my old friends stop haunting?
who will tell me to stop hurting myself and keep moving?
and start listening to the voice so loud
telling me to wear the armor and face the battle head on

[post-chorus]]
and i can see the people shaking their heads
saying that i’m a mess
when i know they’ve fallen this hard before
friends like to become enemies even when you loved the trapeze act
they put on while your thoughts were sore

[bridge]
broken hearted, but loving who loved you through the fall
escaping to somewhere less painless through it all
more peaceful but getting angry at everyone who says things
and investigates my melancholy
when they don’t know about my suicidal ideation
jealousy with no explanation
i’m repeating myself and i know that too
but isn’t that just the thing
on the merry go round we go

[outro]
the calm after the storm
time to prepare for whatever’s in store
these gardens in my head
giving away to one deep breath
and after forest fires and lone wolf tribes
there’s nothing left to describe
it’s not over but i’ll enjoy this little life
i sat in peace and asked
but when does this end?
didn’t then and certainly not now

- bushyy

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