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letra de failed - double clutch

[verse 1: tomaskers}

most days i’m in my room alone straight feeling deceased
so i send my soul to h-ll and i start chilling with the beast
cause if i walk into a church i’m probsbly k!lling a priest
but that’s ok because the devil just loves dealing with me
failed at my job now i need to smoke weed
it’s become an addiction the one thing i need
and i cannot deny that i wanna get high
all the time and i just cannot seem to get by
without failing i am a train that is derailing
the boat that goes sailing gets lost when its raining
so much that i’m saying gets lost like its mailing
so much time that i’m wasting with my hesitating
feels like my mind is locked up in a cage
covered in chains, key thrown away
covered in vines in a forest astray
lost and afraid like i’m trapped in a maze
put in a place that has me feeling wicked
my feeling’s conflicted i cannot f-ck with it
to h-ll i am digging losing never winning
all frowns there’s no grinning with all of my sinning
don’t see my reflection just the imperfection
call me bad wifi cause i feel disconnected
misread the map so i’m down the wrong direction
f-cked up my hearing cause i do not hear mentions
helped out my friends it just proved deleterious
got so f-cked over and now i am furious
trusting others is always so injurious
hate that i feel that wish i wasn’t serious
is there afterlife? nah that is spurious
will death be painful? maybe i am curious
feeling so wacked out becoming delirious
another day another bad experience

[verse 2: tomaskers]

had to move back to the home of my parents
feeling so wack and i know i’m embarr-ssed
just have a knack to get boned its apparent
that i lack the smarts to live alone its tearing
my heart apart and i just don’t know what to do
right from the start there’s no place to be running to
dart from your problems and they will just come for you
start from the bottom can’t move up i’m falling through
further and further straight into a pit
of despair and self hate and i can’t deal with it
need to stand up fight back to show i’m not a b-tch
but i don’t know how so i’m right back on the ship
so now i’m just stressing waiting for the next thing
to come and start messing with my life i’m guessing
that i’ll keep repressing my sadness expressing
my pain by just pressing forward and pretending
that it’s ok

- double clutch

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