surviving from Summertime Down by Saturday Whiskers
Tracklist
| 6. | surviving | 8:57 |
Lyrics
when i got around to recording this song i wanted it to be 8 minutes long, but it came out 10.5 even though i kept it as concise as possible and i was unhappy cause i didn't wanna delete any of it
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i try not to speak unless anyone cares
i haven't said a single word yet
my life is a drought, i can't go outside
a single worry more, i'd probably die
in the morning i feel like a corpse
suit myself to make another day worth it
living life to the mininum
the bare minimum, i tend to not like things
if only i knew how things got this bad
i'd be able to change absolutely nothing
going to the store, and then back from the store
and then going back cause i forgot something
nothing came and nothing's changed
and when i go outside, there's probably rain;
"god knows i tried and it hurts to say
but i really cannot love you anymore"
my life is a senseless mess
need a deal with the devil just to deal with the stress
there's free parking on the scenic route
but unfortunately i've got the hard way out, i
won't be nice, probably won't respond
i don't know who to blame when i know it's your fault
i don't care and nobody will know
what exactly happened with us
i don't live, i just survive
i'm always aching, always sober
if i don't pick up the phone
i'm either sleeping or trying to do so
i'm not living, just surviving
i barely have what it takes for me to be alive
just surviving, i'm surviving
i'm surviving another month
sometimes i lay down
filling up with an omnipresent frown
sometimes in the halls
there's a voice that says the walls are crying with me
and in a sunday dream
lady karma comes to me
and with a black breast
disintegrates me in my sleep
i won't give into temptation
my time is being wasted
and maybe, maybe i'm just late
i'm rediscovering my fate
the ants are getting their revenge on me
for when i used to crush them as a kid
and now i'm getting pulled and crushed by stress
and losing everything i've built
just survive
i'm always aching, always sober...
how will i ever know
if any of this was for anything?
you've been sleeping on my couch
for the past 12 years
and i'm just wasting my youth
i've been biding my time for something worthless
how many years will i spend living like this?
i'm tired of waiting for distant "if"s
i'm dragging my feet across the lines
and hiding my body between better times
i'm getting crushed by all the stress again
and if i could get out i'd do it in a heartbeat
is there anything i've gotta say except "i'm sorry"?
and by the time you die, i won't believe
just survive
i'm always aching, always sober...
and by the time i build up the courage to cross the road
the sun is on the other side of town
and by the time i build up the courage
i find there's no alcohol around
JUST SURVIVE!!!!!!!!!@:!:;;
