People Have Poisoned My Mind To A Point Where I Can No Longer Function Songtext
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People Have Poisoned My Mind To A Point Where I Can No Longer Function Songtext
I can hardly breathe cause I can hardly be myself
People staring at me, but they all look for someone else
I′ve been lashing out like a monkey in a cage
You might see a fucking stage, but this a sold out grave
And I know it's easier to listen when you don′t want to hear
Chose a thousand fucking funerals over white walls for years
So if suffering is key, then show me the lock
'Cause thirty years of pain
And this is all I got
Black is my soul, yellow my drip
Blue is my collar and I won't forget
How I looked at my hands, shaking and red
And thought "people are poison, so I don′t need help"
Said I′d fucking do it - done - did it myself
Buried my soul at the bottom of a well
So toss a fucking coin and be a patron to my hell
Forty fucking five, fuck the hand I was dealt
If I'm at my worst, it can only get better
If I keep you close, then I′ll always remember
That it comes in waves, like it came today
Might have made my peace but I'm still feeding off the (hate)
I′m chasing new lows, 'cause it keeps me fit
I′ll ask with my mouth or I'll take with my fist
Saw myself in a dream doing awful shit
I just want to sleep but now I'm married to regrets
This ain′t permanence - this is punishment
Lost my innocence, fuck an accomplishment
In life and in death: triple fucking beam
I′m worried about my soul, give a fuck about a scene
I'm gone
Gone
I′m gone
Gone
People staring at me, but they all look for someone else
I′ve been lashing out like a monkey in a cage
You might see a fucking stage, but this a sold out grave
And I know it's easier to listen when you don′t want to hear
Chose a thousand fucking funerals over white walls for years
So if suffering is key, then show me the lock
'Cause thirty years of pain
And this is all I got
Black is my soul, yellow my drip
Blue is my collar and I won't forget
How I looked at my hands, shaking and red
And thought "people are poison, so I don′t need help"
Said I′d fucking do it - done - did it myself
Buried my soul at the bottom of a well
So toss a fucking coin and be a patron to my hell
Forty fucking five, fuck the hand I was dealt
If I'm at my worst, it can only get better
If I keep you close, then I′ll always remember
That it comes in waves, like it came today
Might have made my peace but I'm still feeding off the (hate)
I′m chasing new lows, 'cause it keeps me fit
I′ll ask with my mouth or I'll take with my fist
Saw myself in a dream doing awful shit
I just want to sleep but now I'm married to regrets
This ain′t permanence - this is punishment
Lost my innocence, fuck an accomplishment
In life and in death: triple fucking beam
I′m worried about my soul, give a fuck about a scene
I'm gone
Gone
I′m gone
Gone
Writer(s): Bert Minnaert, Tim De Gieter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com