Dismal

Tuesday in the morning, I woke up feeling nauseous
Like my head was spinning, kinda dizzy, couldn't stop it
It's dark as hell, and I'm barely breathing
I opened the window and reeled from the smell
Red sun in the black sky
Looks like we're in hell
No more
I just can't breathe anymore, so
I guess I'll keep wasting my time, and
Take all this trash to the curb, and
Try not to breathe anymore

I told myself that soon it'd get better
But Wednesday just brought even more bad weather
Everything I've done feels worthless, like garbage
Like, 'If I'm gonna die soon, does it even matter?'
It's ten in the morning
I can't find the sun
I can't fucking breathe
But I have to go to work

Hearts pounding, anxious
Is it smoke? Or lack of breakfast?
Thought it was raining, or snowing, or something
But Fuck! It's ash raining down from the sky
Toxin or Virus
Which one to filter?
Carcinogen or sickness
Why am I still here?



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Writer(s): Finn Levy
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