a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

letra de give up - pavlov's house

existence, what a practical joke
texts from friends turning casper the ghost
overly positive pr-cks patronise like
let’s pretend there’s some actual hope
nah less pretence from your vanity show
now let’s see sense, go and grab me a rope
overly pessimistic, impressionistic
went to mend but the crack further broke
can’t even cope, nope, know growth isn’t viable
brain goes slow, that known ol’ reliable
stay so low, and known as maniacal
k-holed tho, but know that i’m liable
life is all a trip where you can’t make the face out
trying just to grip on reality while sp-ced-out
made out the wrong hole, got low and tended a long note
misgendered as a john doe

give up give up i just wanna give up
they tell me that i’m beautiful but i just wanna give up
they tell me i can do it all but i just wanna give up
they tell me that i’m capable but i just wanna give up

you already know your choices are pointless
joyless, exploited, voiceless and voided
point it out like your mouth wider than a town-crier
nothing but p-ss to a house fire, how dire
now try a new way, give it a go
give up the act, give up and tap, give up the ghost
giving all you got, you pretend that you’re lesser
still tryna centre your friends as your betters
some only getting involved for a sense of control
always playing leader never sensible roles
but we already know they’re a loser, a user
gave mutual aid to my abuser
guess you saw yourself in em
their apologies you helped written
the prophecy was self-written
guess we’ll never combat the long-sad from that
when pain came straight from a comrade

so why still bother, most life’s still squalor
coke-line pill-poppers, those types real scholars
escaping the pain of the strain on the brain, just
making your face hang in shame when you wake up
shake-up your life administration
f-ck their manifestation of manipulation
acting all brazen i don’t trust them
their attitude change when you won’t f-ck them
f-ck them!
here i go up to the bridge again
here i go look at my wrist again
given all i got to give again
listen then sh-tty friends, this is ben’s bitter-end
living-end dividend, resting in the riverbend
… give a f-ck
spirit’s just dead and my corpse tryna sick it up
friends who’d give it up now given up on giving love
sh-t is f-cked, i’m giving up

- pavlovs house

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS