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Count My Blessings
01:40
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Now I know exactly how it feels, to have your whole world stripped from you without finding something real. My past is buried and so am I. It's a shame things couldn't change. Lord told me to count my blessings, well I lost count and agony remains. Who to turn to while feelings so cold. I'm breathing fire while tasting defeat. A man can only take so much. At war with the world. At war with me. Life never changes. Feels like im stuck on repeat. Another blade sharpened and stuck deep within reminding me of who I used to be. You fucking murdered me.
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Dead End Path
02:46
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Trying to escape how I feel. Trying to find my mask of sanity. Losing touch of what I know. Surrounded by fire my worlds ablaze. 21 years ago her only son was born. Born dead from day one. Lead a life still on the run. No motivation and lack of patience has me eating dirt. What a way to go out of life questioning what is this worth? I watch my life slip through my hands as she calls my name. This fucking world turned its back on me, the devils son I remain. I can't breathe, there's no use in saving me. All the lies that I've told are eating away. I'm burning, I'm breaking, there's nothing left for me. I'll walk the path of the vagabond, with no place to feel safe. Nothing to call my own. No place to call my home. No love will shine through the lights of these eyes. You can't play god cause im the reaper. I walk alone on this dead end path to an early fucking grave.
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