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letra de unfortunate - ryan oakes

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[verse 1]
f-cked up, think that i’m on the last straw
drunk texts i’ll regret after last call
i need some sp-ce, wishing that i could blast off
’cause nowadays any buzz doesn’t last long
i’m down for the count, always counted me out
wishing that i could bounce right back but the amount of hate
it made me drown, i’m in need of a drought
while they were chasing clout, my head was in the clouds
tryna find some f-cking piece of mind in this sh-tty paradigm
with an over-flawed basic design, and it’s really no surprise
that i thought when i was rich maybe i’d be my happiest
i made a quarter-million, and i couldn’t buy happiness

[chorus]
i used to think that life was out to get me
i hated everything over and over again
thought the world wanted to forget me
i couldn’t count up all of the time that i’d spend
feeling sorry and playing the victim
wasting every day to wallow around in my dread
but i guess it can get addictive
(in a series of unfortunate events)

[verse 2]
maybe i was someone that was sh-tty in a former life
and karma came around, full circle, i was mortified
i ain’t an alcoholic, maybe that sh-t could be borderline
but i don’t need a therapist to tell me that there’s more to life
i just need somebody that can give a little comfort
say that i’m so f-ckin’ bright when they’re with me they’re getting sunburnt
not somebody out the woodwork when i put in all the lumber
and this sh-t is working out and my career is getting buffer (f-ck that!)
people switching up and shedding they snake skin (f-ck that!)
you fix the puzzle, and you’ll see the world shapeshift (f-ck that!)
and they come crawling back when they see the facelift
i’m better off without ’em, and it’s time that they face it, ugh

[chorus]
i used to think that life was out to get me
i hated everything over and over again
thought the world wanted to forget me
i couldn’t count up all of the time that i’d spend
feeling sorry and playing the victim
wasting every day to wallow around in my dread
but i guess it can get addictive
(in a series of unfortunate events)

[bridge]
all the tears i’ve shed
(all the tears i’ve shed)
all the times my breath
(all the times my breath)
lost all its strength
i came back stronger instead
(stronger instead)

[chorus]
i used to think that life was out to get me
i hated everything over and over again
thought the world wanted to forget me
i couldn’t count up all of the time that i’d spend
feeling sorry and playing the victim
wasting every day to wallow around in my dread
but i guess it can get addictive
(in a series of unfortunate events)

- ryan oakes

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