Urgently. Silently.
I can't find feelings of giving a shit
Not that I wanted a feeling at all
I'm tired of it
Non-stop dissecting of all my flaws
Can you inject me with a panacea?
I'm feeling a bit like an insect
I don't want to see it
I don't mind these needles
I'm too scared of living a dead life
I don't think I can face it
Day in day out
I'm generous 'till I'm vacant
Day in day out
I don't care if you kill me if that's what you wanted
Life is a minefield
Urgently silently
I don't think I can face it
Day in and day out
I don't care anymore
I'm generous 'till I'm vacant
Day in and day out
Please stop
It's over it's all
It's over it's all figments of a dream
Will I invest my time my blood?
Will I create a new way to run?
Forgive the things I can't control
The needle moves like nothing's wrong
Forgive the scars I can't impress
The bottle left me emptiness
Despite the bitterness I have felt comforted
Despite everything I haven't felt lost
Urgently silently
Heavy thought genocide
Dip my words in cyanide
Shell of a man half-life of a soul
Is there nothing here worth dying for?
Clarity I fucking hate this
You want to throw some dirt into my face?
Save your breath
Not that I wanted a feeling at all
I'm tired of it
Non-stop dissecting of all my flaws
Can you inject me with a panacea?
I'm feeling a bit like an insect
I don't want to see it
I don't mind these needles
I'm too scared of living a dead life
I don't think I can face it
Day in day out
I'm generous 'till I'm vacant
Day in day out
I don't care if you kill me if that's what you wanted
Life is a minefield
Urgently silently
I don't think I can face it
Day in and day out
I don't care anymore
I'm generous 'till I'm vacant
Day in and day out
Please stop
It's over it's all
It's over it's all figments of a dream
Will I invest my time my blood?
Will I create a new way to run?
Forgive the things I can't control
The needle moves like nothing's wrong
Forgive the scars I can't impress
The bottle left me emptiness
Despite the bitterness I have felt comforted
Despite everything I haven't felt lost
Urgently silently
Heavy thought genocide
Dip my words in cyanide
Shell of a man half-life of a soul
Is there nothing here worth dying for?
Clarity I fucking hate this
You want to throw some dirt into my face?
Save your breath
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Writer(s): David Lewis
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