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Artist: Entity
Composers: Entity, Christopher Joel Martin
Lyricist: Christopher Joel Martin

This is not a song. It's a breakdown. Enjoy the sound of decay.
Thank you for listening.

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I'm so depressed today
I don't know what to say
In this song
It's not like I can say
"Hey voices, go away"

Because they won't fucking listen

They won't fucking listen
They won't fucking listen
They won't
No, they won't
They won't fucking listen
Because they don't care

I'm so fucking depressed
So now I think it's best
To give up

I give up on giving a fuck

So I don't give a fuck
No, I don't give a fuck
I don't
No, I don't
Oh, I don't give a fuck
Because I give up

I'm so depressed (Today!)
I don't know what to say (In this song!)
It's not like I can say, "Hey voices, (Go away!)"
Because they won't fucking listen
I'm so fucking (Depressed!), that's why I think it's best
To give up

Now I don't give a fuck (They won't fucking listen)
Yeah, I don't give a fuck (They won't fucking listen)
I don't, no, I don't (They won't, no, they won't)
They won't
They won't fucking listen, and I don't give a fuck

Note to Self (They Won't Listen)

Fury Break

Lyrics 


Radiator hums in a midnight flat,
cup gone cold and the screen is black.
Four bare walls and a buzzing light,
I count the seconds just to prove I’m alive.


If silence is a snowfall in my chest,
I’ll breathe a path through the drift, step by step.


No where to go, no one to call,
but I won’t let go when the ceilings fall.
I’ll hold this breath till the night lets go—
no where to go, but I still go.


Empty inbox like an empty street,
voices in the hallway never speak.
Small talk ghosts in the grocery line,
I fake a smile just to buy some time.


My name is just a whisper to the room—
I say it back so it won’t be consumed.


No where to go, no one to call,
but I won’t let go when the ceilings fall.
I’ll hold this breath till the night lets go—
no where to go, but I still go.


Count to four, feel your feet, let the air come clean.
Open the door, let the hallway breathe.
If the weight comes back like a winter storm,
take my hand in the dark—we weather it warm.


Hold on! Don’t let go!
Head up! Ride the low!


No where to go, but I won’t fold—
there’s a turn ahead that I can’t see yet.
If there’s a dawn behind this road,
light me a spark—I’ll follow it.


Till morning taps the window frame.

Worse Than Death

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