Throats
fuck life
I've not been talking too much lately
Lately Iâve been doing nothing
Nothing at all
Everyoneâs sinking into the ground
Death is all around me
Clawing at my fucking feet
This whole thing makes no sense
I never know why,
I wish I could spit out a lie
I'm being honest that it makes me sick,
And Iâm sick of honesty,
Honestly getting me nowhere.
Everyoneâs sinking into the ground,
Death is all around me
Clawing at my fucking feet
This whole thing makes no sense
I never know why,
I wish I could spit out a lie.
Some make the choice to leave
But others go with taking anything they need.
I've lost myself so many times over the years.
If I live too long Iâm afraid Iâll die.