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Limbo

Limbo

4Scythe

Длительность: 3:14
Год: 2025
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Every decision in my brain causing pain
I don't know what to do anymore
Runnin' in circles getting dizzy
Always end up on the floor
My head be spinning like a ceiling fan
Nauseated blacking out
I got no cure
Deeper in the abyss
Than ever before
But I guess I chose this path
So what more can I do?
I'll talk myself out of it
For a day or two
Until I open my eyes
And realize I was born for the depths
I ain't got nothing beating in my chest
No emotion
A hollow vessel of my past
Memories rush through my mind
There's no escape, it's all too vast
Everything in my life is broken
I need a full body cast
I need some healing
Need some guidance on this path
Cause every step forward put me two back
All the progress that I make
Always leads too a mental attack
On myself, and on my health
I can feel myself slipping
A dangerous slope
To steep to climb out this hell
Tickin' like I'm armed now
Boutta explode now
I don't know how much
Time I got now
The fuse is burning
My heart is burning
The clock is ticking
The hands are turning
My time is up now
Wish it would stop now
Can't go back now
What can I do now?
I made this choice yuh
You can't help me
Can't hear your voice nah
I'm way too guilty
Of these self destructive tendencies
They're all I've ever known
I write myself off
Before giving myself the chance to grow
I need a second life
To go back in time with what I know
But that ain't an option
So I'll risk everything I know
To get myself to where I need to be
I only get one shot
I'll put my all into it
Until my body drops
I'll wind up in the grave
If that's what needs to be
But I'd rather live the last of my time
Being true to me
Every decision in my brain causing pain
I don't know what to do anymore
Runnin' in circles getting dizzy
Always end up on the floor
My head be spinning like a ceiling fan
Nauseated blacking out
I got no cure
Deeper in the abyss
Than ever before
But I guess I chose this path
So what more can I do?
I'll talk myself out of it
For a day or two
Until I open my eyes
And realize I was born for the depths
I ain't got nothing beating in my chest