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• Artiste: Melanie Martinez
• Titre: Void
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In the void, in the void In the void, in the void In the void, in the void In the void, in the void Void, void, void, void Baby, I'm spinning 'round the corner It's tasting kind of lonely and my mind wants to control me Ah-ah-ah-empty, there's rotten things left in me Injected by society, no one here but me to judge me Pipe down with the noise, I cannot bear my sorrow I hate who I was before I fear I won't live to see the day tomorrow Someone tell me if this is Hell I got to escape that void There is no other choice, yeah Tryna turn down the voices The void ate me Look at the mess I've done There is nowhere to run, yeah Holding a loaded gun, the void Like a priest behind confession walls, I judge myself Kneeling on a metal grater Bloody like a body that has died and it's myself Tangled in my own intestines I got to escape the void There is no other choice, yeah Got to escape the void So strange, I'm trying to find a doorway My eyes are staring at me, and they seem so damn unhappy C-c-c-collect my fickle insecurities, and turn them into beauty Alchemize the dark within me-ee Pipe down with the noise, I cannot bear my sorrow I hate who I was before I fear I won't live to see the day tomorrow Someone tell me if this is Hell I got to escape that void There is no other choice, yeah Tryna turn down the voices The void ate me Look at the mess I've done There is nowhere to run, yeah Holding a loaded gun, the void Like a priest behind confession walls, I judge myself Kneeling on a metal grater Bloody like a body that has died and it's myself Tangled in my own intestines I got to escape that void There is no other choice, yeah Tryna turn down the voices The void ate me Look at the mess I've done There is nowhere to run, yeah Holding a loaded gun, the void