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点击复制作词 : Aidan Holmes
作曲 : Aidan Holmes
Consumed with doubt I don't know where to start
With this technicolor scar on the center of my heart
But I guess, I suppose I'll try and expose why I'm like this
Maybe come to terms with my vices
All I see haunts me
I'll put my head in that noose
Like I've got nothing to lose
So put your head in that noose
Cause I've got nothing to prove
False serenity in an SSRI
You wanna be the ****ing hero
Then I guess I'm the bad guy
Then I guess I'm the ****ing bad guy
No, no
Built to believe that redemption is free
With suicidal thoughts you said to me, it's hard getting clean
With a ****ed heart, won't start. A thin paradox, not beating hard
With trust bleeding out all over the ground
And forgiveness not sight to be found
Here I am again with a bloody pen. Like a knife to fragile skin
You think you know, but you don't know shit
You think you know but you don't know
You think you know but you don't know shit
All it takes is the wrong time and place these days
I'm raising stakes now
Another piece of **** in Adidas NMDs look at me no sympathy
A pseudo sigh of relief
At the thought that everything is gonna be
How it should ****ing be
A pseudo sigh of relief
You think you got away with making me look so ****ing guilty
And I've still got blood to bleed
You should have buried me