Stigma
I hate the way it hides among the shadows
Waiting for the slightest bit of storm
It was not my choice to be this hollow
Or to be so numb with sorrow
As I fall into the sinkhole
I pretend I'm strong when it's...
All going wrong
Hate the way they carry on the stigma
Even when they say we should unite
It's times like this I learn who's got my back
Cause they don't practice what they preach
As I fall into the sinkhole
Will anybody even reach?
You know how long it takes
To see if I'm okay
There are no excuses
I'm fed up, I'm done, had enough of it
I'm silently yelling cause no one seems to listen
You're so oblivious, incoherent and inconsistent
We need to talk about it more
But you lot need some wisdom
Smiling's getting tiring under this condition
Cerebral cataclysm
There are people I put on a pedestal, terrible
Cause there isn't a reason to when they don't have a clue
What I'm feelin' I'm sick of repeating myself
Mum isn't well, going through hell
All it takes is a message
And a message only takes seconds
You know how long it takes
To see if I'm okay
There are no excuses
I'm fed up, I'm done, had enough of it
Whenever I explain
It never seems to change
So I just back away
I'm fed up, I'm done, I'm tired of feeling alone
Slowly, I've become so disconnected
My eyes are red, can't handle it
Black like liquorice
Pain discomforting
My minds abyss
My life's in bits
You know how long it takes
To see if I'm okay
There are no excuses
I'm fed up, I'm done, had enough of it
I explain, but nothing seems to change
So I just back away
I'm fed up, I'm done, I'm tired of feeling alone
I'm fed up, I'm done, had enough of it
Waiting for the slightest bit of storm
It was not my choice to be this hollow
Or to be so numb with sorrow
As I fall into the sinkhole
I pretend I'm strong when it's...
All going wrong
Hate the way they carry on the stigma
Even when they say we should unite
It's times like this I learn who's got my back
Cause they don't practice what they preach
As I fall into the sinkhole
Will anybody even reach?
You know how long it takes
To see if I'm okay
There are no excuses
I'm fed up, I'm done, had enough of it
I'm silently yelling cause no one seems to listen
You're so oblivious, incoherent and inconsistent
We need to talk about it more
But you lot need some wisdom
Smiling's getting tiring under this condition
Cerebral cataclysm
There are people I put on a pedestal, terrible
Cause there isn't a reason to when they don't have a clue
What I'm feelin' I'm sick of repeating myself
Mum isn't well, going through hell
All it takes is a message
And a message only takes seconds
You know how long it takes
To see if I'm okay
There are no excuses
I'm fed up, I'm done, had enough of it
Whenever I explain
It never seems to change
So I just back away
I'm fed up, I'm done, I'm tired of feeling alone
Slowly, I've become so disconnected
My eyes are red, can't handle it
Black like liquorice
Pain discomforting
My minds abyss
My life's in bits
You know how long it takes
To see if I'm okay
There are no excuses
I'm fed up, I'm done, had enough of it
I explain, but nothing seems to change
So I just back away
I'm fed up, I'm done, I'm tired of feeling alone
I'm fed up, I'm done, had enough of it
Credits
Writer(s): Ethan Lewis Smith
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.