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Who Am I?
03:16
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Just an average girl trying to make it in this world
Some would say I had a bright future ahead of me
But now I've come to realize that I'll never amount to anything
I'll never be the person everybody wanted me to be
Sometimes I find my fear of rejection will be the death of me
Which leads me to never escaping
The cage that I've built around myself
To protect me from this scary outside world
So I'll just lay in bed and think of ways to kill myself
Is this really how my life's supposed to end?
And I haven't realized that I'm running out of back up plans
But I've changed my mind my story hasn't been told yet
I've always wanted to travel away and hide
Own things I'll never be able to afford to buy
I've always dreamed I'd be able to do so many things
But now I've come to realize that they're not really happening
Sometimes I find my fear of rejection will be the death of me
Which leads me to never escaping
The cage that I've built around myself
To protect me from this scary outside world
So I'll just lay in bed and think of ways to kill myself
Is this really how my life's supposed to end?
And I haven't realized that I'm running out of back up plans
But I've changed my mind my story hasn't been told yet
*cool ukulele solo thingo that's actually pretty lame but sh*
So I'll just lay in bed and think of ways to kill myself
Is this really how my life's supposed to end?
And I haven't realized that I'm running out of back up plans
But I've changed my mind my story hasn't been told yet
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If there's a god, could you help me I think I'm having a midlife crisis
Stuck in this hole and there seems to be no way out
I used to be so wholesome but now that I'm getting older I'm starting to believe
That death is inevitable for everyone and I seem to be the only one who's freaked out by that fact
I keep waiting for something good to happen
or am i just wasting my life away
And I always forget I'm pretending to be someone I'm not
But I guess it didn't matter and I guess that I don't matter
I'm just trying my best
To be who everyone expects me to be, but I'm sorry that's just not me
I never liked the girlish things, I never liked the boyish things I'm just somewhere in between
The cracks of society always taunting me because I don't like wearing make-up and I don't like wearing dresses
Why can't I just be happy without living in the shadows of everyone's expectations
I think I've turned out just fine so could everyone shut the fuck up because I'm really not that bad
I keep waiting for something good to happen
or am i just wasting my life away
And I always forget I'm pretending to be someone I'm not
But I guess it didn't matter and I guess that I don't matter
I'm just trying my best
To be who everyone expects me to be, but I'm sorry that's just not me
La da da da da da, La da da da da da x2
I keep waiting for something good to happen
or am i just wasting my life away
And I always forget I'm pretending to be someone I'm not
But I guess it didn't matter and I guess that I don't matter
I'm just trying my best
To be who everyone expects me to be, but I'm sorry that's just not me
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3. |
The Wicked Man
04:42
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A bloodied backpack was all I had left of her
He was clearly inconspicuous, a man that was never caught
And that seems to be the way things go another unsolved crime, another unsolved day
But they'll never catch the wicked man, a man who devises all his wicked plans in the deepest corners of this wicked place
And since that December bloodshed, I've seemed to cut myself off from everyone and everything
I used to follow my ambitions but now I've come to realize that my only ambition was her
She's the only thing I ever wanted the only thing I ever needed I watched the woman I love bleed to death in my arms
And now what do I have left? A bloodied backpack and a soul I'm trying to auction off but no one wants a soul that has been torn in two
Lights out I'm alone again, with my violent thoughts I feel creeping in wondering how the fuck someone could steal another's
life and not seem to feel any guilt
Somehow I'll never feel the same again, I can't seem to live without not thinking about him, the wicked man who ruined everything
I had, I hope he feels something when he sees me on my deathbed
And now you see this wicked man, he walks free among all these innocent people
He searches through the crowd, stalking his victim until it's time for him to play
He could be the nice old man living down the street, a next door neighbour or someone who's close to me
The problem with the never ending torture is that I'll never find who this wicked man could be
Lights out I'm alone again, with my violent thoughts I feel creeping in wondering how the fuck someone could steal another's
life and not seem to feel any guilt
Somehow I'll never feel the same again, I can't seem to live without not thinking about him, the wicked man who ruined everything
I had, I hope he feels something when he sees me on my deathbed
I never found the wicked man, he was long gone now nowhere to be seen
What a clever man, what you didn't know is that all along the man was always me
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4. |
Millennial Delinquents
03:00
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Last night, I had the craziest dream
That we could be something, people cared about
Last night, I couldn't get any sleep
I just lay awake trying to ponder my thoughts and just stared in the darkness at the blank ceiling
And oh, oh I imagined something better than this
We're stuck in this rut of a town I think it's time to leave
And oh, oh take my hand and find out what we could be
I'll make you see, you and me
All my life, I've had to step in line
For everyone, who thought they were better than me
Not this time, we were born to break the rules
Of society, come fly away with me
Before all the mindless people try to stop us
And oh, oh I imagined something better than this
We're stuck in this rut of a town I think it's time to leave
And oh, oh take my hand and find out what we could be
I'll make you see, you and me
In the future, we'll have a few kids of our own
But for now, lets just stay wholesome and a little younger
Now, we were meant for a life of crime so won't you take me up on that offer and skip this town with me?
And oh, oh I imagined something better than this
We're stuck in this rut of a town I think it's time to leave
And oh, oh take my hand and find out what we could be
I'll make you see, you and me
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5. |
Better Off
02:59
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I know you fucked up but you still have the nerve to say "I was wrong but we're on the same page" yeah maybe of an entirely different story
I remember all of the times you made me believe that we were happy but now they're faded memories
Of a time, things were perfect
Living a life that we thought was worth it
But I can't seem to let it go
And now I am left here all alone thinking
Why do you get to be happy while I'm crying on the floor all the time
I can't think, I can't sleep, I can't eat you just never go away
Why won't you just get out of my stupid head, why can't I see that I'm better off without you
how do you sleep at night knowing that you caused me all of this pain?
Do you even care? Do I ever cross your mind?
I can see that you're happier now and thats fine by me but why cant i be happy too?
After all i deserve it way more than you
After all your lies and pathetic excuses
After all the bullshit and the pain you put me through
After all those years you just left me wondering, thinking
Why do you get to be happy while I'm crying on the floor all the time
I can't think, I can't sleep, I can't eat you just never go away
Why won't you just get out of my stupid head, why can't I see that I'm better off without you
Why do you get to be happy while I'm crying on the floor all the time
I can't think, I can't sleep, I can't eat you just never go away
Why won't you just get out of my stupid head, why can't I see that I'm better off without you
(Chorus)
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Ghosthread Adelaide, Australia
18 year old ukulele/guitar player providing you with poor quality songs that will either make you happy or make you want to die there's no in between.
Who even reads these things anyway?
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