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letra de trauma - cody gissel

[verse]
i forgot that i was the assh0l-
i forgot that i had no backbone
i forgot that everything i say or do was gonna leave me with
no home, no hope, no friends or family
n0body’s ever there for me
n0body ever says “aw thanks cody”
i’m sick of all the lies
i’m sick of all the hate
i’m sick of everybody thinking that i’m doing great
when all i ever do is hide behind a screen
only showing you the things i wanna be seen
crazy how i’m always kinda stuck in between
a world of everybody always being so mean
actin’ like i’m some kinda old, wise has-been
not realising i’m a helpless teen
struggling so hard to find his place in this world and be seen
[chorus]
you don’t see the things that i’ve been through
the sleepless nights when i lay awake at night
and i can’t stop thinking about you
hoping karma catches up to you
justice is a dish that’s best served cold
but it feels so long that it feels like it’s growing old
growing mould
growing old
growing mould
growing old
growing mould

[chorus]
traumatised, dramatised
you don’t see things clearly you’re lookin’ through my eyes
lookin’ through my life
turning the pages
lookin’ through the ages
you see where the rage is
you see my emotions are getting so dangerous
you needa save me from myself
the only one k!lling me is within myself

[verse]
i forgot that i was the assh0l-
i forgot that i had no backbone
i forgot that everything i say or do was gonna leave me with
no home, no hope, no friends or family
n0body’s ever there for me
n0body ever says “aw thanks cody”
i’m sick of all the lies
i’m sick of all the hate
i’m sick of everybody thinking that i’m doing great
when all i ever do is hide behind a screen
only showing you the things i wanna be seen
crazy how i’m always kinda stuck in between
a world of everybody always being so mean
actin’ like i’m some kinda old, wise has-been
not realising i’m a helpless teen
struggling so hard to find his place in this world and be seen
[pre-chorus]
you don’t see the things that i’ve been through
the sleepless nights when i lay awake at night
and i can’t stop thinking about you
hoping karma catches up to you
justice is a dish that’s best served cold
but it feels so long that it feels like it’s growing old
growing mould
growing old
growing mould
growing old
growing mould

- cody gissel

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