Paroles de Death Is All I Think About
Worries turning joys to doubtDeath is all I think about
I've watched my days turn gray
I still think of the future, but in a different way
Torn heart, soul split up in pieces
No thoughts but a death wish
I’m fucking obsessed with no fucking rest
Asendin and Desyrel don’t fucking work it feels like hell
I guess I’ll rot
Worries turning joys to doubt
Death is all I think about
I’ve watched my days turn gray
I still think of the future, but in a different way
I know this won’t fade away
The problem I can’t solve in any way
Imagining the impact
Is this bridge to low?
Will I fall hard enough?
I need to know
Imagining the impact
Is this bridge to low?
If I fall hard enough So fucking drown it down with pints and spirits
3 AM and the crowd goes home
I’m venting vomit fucking crying all alone
Worries turning joys to doubt
Death is all I think about
I've watched my days turn gray
I still think of the future, but in a different way
I'm fucking obsessed with no fucking rest
Asendin and Desyrel don't fucking work it feels like hell
I’m fucking obsessed with no fucking rest
Asendin and Desyrel don’t fucking work it feels like hell
I guess I’ll rot
Worries turning joys to doubt
Death is all I think about
I’ve watched my days turn gray
I still think of the future, but in a different way
I know this won’t fade away
The problem I can’t solve in any way
Imagining the impact
Is this bridge to low?
Will I fall hard enough?
I need to know
Imagining the impact
Is this bridge to low?
If I fall hard enough So fucking drown it down with pints and spirits
3 AM and the crowd goes home
I’m venting vomit fucking crying all alone
Worries turning joys to doubt
Death is all I think about
I've watched my days turn gray
I still think of the future, but in a different way
I'm fucking obsessed with no fucking rest
Asendin and Desyrel don't fucking work it feels like hell
