letra de wakeup call - end
i live inside of my head,
i never get out of bed,
i am plaid in a sea of white,
and i never sleep at night.
life is, not a test,
life is, a pointless quest
it will end, sometime soon,
but it is, not a boon.
they filled me,
with their social b.s.,
now i feel,
less and less.
popularity,
biggest curse,
there is,
nothing worse.
fitting in,
is only good,
when it’s a sin,
and not a should.
iii want to live,
but i can not,
i’m alone,
trapped,
inside,
the wall.
i want to kill,
with my bare hands,
but no one ever,
understands
i love nothing,
but myself,
all of you,
can love yourself.
it’s all full,
of national sh-t,
since we’re made,
from a mail-order kit.
they can’t,
understand,
why they’re losing,
all their sand.
there is no past where bullsh-t lasts.
there is no past where bullsh-t lasts.
there is no past where bullsh-t lasts.
there is no past where bullsh-t lasts.
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