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letra de long nights up late aren't always the best - james gorczyca

[ james gorczyca ]
usually im more on top of these things
i dont even mean to make any enemies
just tryna make this sh-t work by any means
by any means
i dont have no opinions, what you mean?
dont ask me bout the matters, please oh please
its too painful for me
its too painful for me
constantly stuck with this tunnel-vision
i cant seem to find a way to show my emotions
when it really matters
i feel so f-cked and scattered
i need to p-ss out
needa stop my thinking
im finna crash now
this flight is sinking
no i cant care about
these other things
im so sorry im this way
just know that im trying
why dont we talk anymore
cause we cant find the right words
you know how it is (you know how it goes)
you know how it is (you know how it goes)

[ bruhmanegod ]
i got way too many thoughts
throw em up at once
no one give a f-ck
every night a rut
whenever i am not
within your f-cking arms
take it away, take it away
i’ll learn to ignore it one day, ignore it one day
i’m done givin a f-ck, givin you help
all you do is pity yourself, pity yourself
i’m so tired of it, tired of it
i’m so tired of stayin, tired of waking up
tired of staying up, tired of waking up
i’m so tired of making enemies
i’m so tired of not going to sleep

[ saturn ]
moving life it’s f-cking cyclical
visions in these tunnels why my fov on critical
maybe its the sight that makes me feel like im going in circles
i been workin so f-ckin hard but never feelin like workin
i been pushin and pullin all my walls like they made of rubber
but this sh-t snaps back every time im makin numbers
i dont wanna back track, thought of leaving makes me shudder
wish i wasn’t a bullhead and i wasn’t so stubborn
im reading scriptures from the walls when they come out
midnight when i can’t help but think loud
reads like poetry that i can’t hope to figure out
is there a meaning to this effort i’ve been p-ssin out?
if i just end up in the same position what is the point
i can’t make two words connect without sounding disjointed
as im considering my window i loosen up all my joint
wish i could run into the night give a f-ck bout some disappointment
what’s a message, i need a sign
someone tell me what to do with my life
someone take away my anger and my spite
i can’t afford to sleep the same way every night
im sick of pushing cos nothing around me moves
ive had enough of these walls and my room
every little noise makes me f-cking angry
ima burn all my belongings and then jump right off the roof

- james gorczyca

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