Tony Vices
Another weekend
Ignoring every obligation
Drown out the noise with smoke till I feel responsibility fading
I'll set reminders
And ignore them all together
Drown out the things that matter and waste my time on things I like better
I'll get up and be productive, but give up and feel redundant
I'm trying to get better, but I can't get past the way that I am
Crying on the couch because I can't stop feeling worthless
I try to ask for help, but I can't find the words to tell you what's wrong
Hiding under
The weight of this blanket, my habits are making me wonder
If I'll ever get over these bad fucking patterns that feel like they're killing me
I'm trapped in my mindset
My vices won't set me free
Waste all my savings
Eating fast food on the daily
I can feel my stomach turning
I feel like shit, my body must hate me
I'm getting older
I can't stay like this forever
Give up on my bad habits
And work to get my life back together
Trying to get better, but I can't get past the way that I
Try to ask for help, but I can't find the words
Hiding under
The weight of this blanket, my habits are making me wonder
If I'll ever get over these bad fucking patterns that feel like they're killing me
I'm trapped in my mindset
My vices won't set me free
And I wonder
Will I ever get over this hunger
Cowering over my head in my bed while I'm trying to fucking sleep
My vices won't set me free
Ignoring every obligation
Drown out the noise with smoke till I feel responsibility fading
I'll set reminders
And ignore them all together
Drown out the things that matter and waste my time on things I like better
I'll get up and be productive, but give up and feel redundant
I'm trying to get better, but I can't get past the way that I am
Crying on the couch because I can't stop feeling worthless
I try to ask for help, but I can't find the words to tell you what's wrong
Hiding under
The weight of this blanket, my habits are making me wonder
If I'll ever get over these bad fucking patterns that feel like they're killing me
I'm trapped in my mindset
My vices won't set me free
Waste all my savings
Eating fast food on the daily
I can feel my stomach turning
I feel like shit, my body must hate me
I'm getting older
I can't stay like this forever
Give up on my bad habits
And work to get my life back together
Trying to get better, but I can't get past the way that I
Try to ask for help, but I can't find the words
Hiding under
The weight of this blanket, my habits are making me wonder
If I'll ever get over these bad fucking patterns that feel like they're killing me
I'm trapped in my mindset
My vices won't set me free
And I wonder
Will I ever get over this hunger
Cowering over my head in my bed while I'm trying to fucking sleep
My vices won't set me free
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Writer(s): Bailey Sweeney
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