my head
is all over the place
its not getting better

i cant
seem to make a change
ill be like this forever

23
whole years i
feel retarded all the time

any longer im confined
im gonna lose my god damn mind

staring at the words again 
i cant make sense of anything 
all i see is static in my brain 
need a way to end the pain
id give the whole world to be
a normal boy eventually
instead im rotting to the core
i cant take it anymore

breakdowns
from anxiety 
i hate being alone

wasting all 
my energy 
staring at my phone

cant focus
for 2 minutes
even if i try

yet another day goes by 
and im still here but i wanna die

staring at the words again 
i cant make sense of anything 
all i see is static in my brain 
need a way to end the pain
id give the whole world to be
a normal boy eventually
instead im rotting to the core
i cant take it anymore

out to lunch

Spawnkilled

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Lyrics:

I’ve been thinking
About the things you say
Every morning when we awake

You act like he’s still near
You act like you need here
I wish you would make it clear
told me he disappeared 
I just can’t trust you dear
my eyes fill up with tears
You're lying to me I fear
It’s his name I hear

I’ve been thinking
About all the things you say
every morning 
About the time when we awake
I’ve been thinking 
About how it brings me pain
I’ve been thinking
About how you say his name

I woke up alone today
on the ground my cold feet weigh
take a shower, clean my face
go to work from 3 to 8
cover shifts, jim's got a date
so burnt out, and I get home late
feed the dog, and clean the plates
eat alone, then I hit the hay 

I’ve been thinking
About all the things you say
every morning 
about the time when we awake
I’ve been thinking 
About how it brings me pain
I’ve been thinking
About how you say his name (x2)

I've Been Thinking

I don't go out to see the sunlight
I spend my summer days locked inside

Ill never see the light ill never never see the light
I'm terminally online I am chronically online 
Ill never see the light x3

This is exactly where I'm suppose to be 
a loser behind a screen
Got nothing going for me
This is the most Ill ever be

I don't go out to see the sunlight
I spend my summer days locked inside

Ill never see the light ill never never see the light
I'm terminally online I am chronically online 
Ill never see the light x3

This is exactly where I'm suppose to be 
a loser behind a screen
Got nothing going for me
This is the most Ill ever be

Chronically Online

[Verse 1]
Это не наше небо, это не наше море
Это не наша песня тонет в безумном ветре
Двое над летним солнцем, это не мы с тобою
Это лишь наши тени тонут над головою
[Instrumental]
[Verse 2]
К нам терпелив и ласков наш незнакомый город
Я распахнула душу, кончив играть словами
Можно не быть героем, можно пришпорить совесть
Не убегать от дружбы, не воевать с врагами
[Instrumental]
[Verse 3]
Эта судьба не наша, всё не у нас в порядке
Мы не играем в игры, делаем всё открыто
Только нескромный ветер нам говорит украдкой
То, что случится ныне, будет потом забыто
[Instrumental]
[Verse 4]
Не огорчится город и не заплачут волны
Если встречать рассветы будем не мы с тобою
Ну а пока ты рядом, просто давай посмотрим
Вот ведь не наше небо тонет не в нашем море

Nebo (Prosti Re4i tribute)

LOW-T

Blowing My head off

I’m Sorry That I Blew My Brains Out Across The Room

i was raised by a place
ive been on since i was eight
or maybe 9, the internet,
sat online, on the world wide web

everything i've ever seen
ever learnt, its from a screen
and who i am today
was influenced by the way
i was raised on the World Wide Web
raised by the Internet

raised by the World Wide Web
don't have any real life friends
mind melted by the internet
World Wide Web

i was raised online
i was raised online
maybe that is why
i came out behind
all the other kids
all cause i had unrestricted
access to the internet

knowledge at my fingertips
and everything that any kid
really shouldn't be seeing when
he's browsing at the age of ten
terrorist beheadings
and anything with death in it
propaganda, fucking goatse
i came out so fucking lonely

raised by the World Wide Web
im anxious with every breath
cause i was raised by the world wide web
World Wide Web

Raised By The World Wide Web

Coom Brain

No More Questions Please

im so sick of it all
got no friends who care to call
and i am working all the time
its taking a toll on my mind

wake up go to work
come home late is it even worth it
up and repeat the very next day
i am wasting my life away

im so sick of it all
my life is hitting a brick wall
i feel so alone
got no place in this world to call my home

the day will come when im fed up 
and i decide to make the jump
and end it all and as i fall
ill think of my friends who didnt call
to see if im okay
they probably wouldnt care anyway
so lets just get it over with
cuz nobody cares about me shit

im so sick of it all
my life is hitting a brick wall
i feel so alone
got no place in this world to call my home

I've Been Thinking

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