Текст песни
My art is standstill
like a villain with a knife
I'm moving, I've got no car
I've got no life
What you doing? My family see's no ring no wife
Why you moving? You ain't happy in your pretty white
Searching the tube, cause I ain't got no keys lately
Searching the tube, I feel no talent frankly
While the love, I only feel that rarely
Beating out my chest, heart attack, I'm shooting blankly
Poison in my veins, no thought of sleeping
In the corner of my room, they're lurking and creeping
Smoke in my lungs, my mama is weeping
Their secret thought is what's keeping me bleeding
I've been crying in the dungeon, no light and I'm suffering
Pretty white became black and all of the suits are hovering
All of my darker thoughts are coming from all of their muttering
Say goodbye to paradise, take what the devil's offering
People around me look at me with disgust I try to never give a fuck
But all the memories they dig up are the ones I like to lock up
No more smiles I give up, no more smirks or looks
While they pat you back and say good luck
Thoughts of dying
I never had so much stress
Friends say stop your crying
Thoughts under duress
Thoughts of flying
I'm chained down under arrest
Friends say you ain't trying, time to put that shit to rest
Man, fuck this shit
Fuck you
Fuck this shit
Fuck
Fuck
Fuck you
Fuck this
Fuck