Testo: Life Long Tragedy. Collecting Dust.

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On track to an early grave
And I don't stand a chance against the monsters that my mind creates.
I don't want to be here, I just want to be numb
Escape the fucking people that believe in this system.
You know they're watching, counting on your mistakes
Waiting for failure, can you carry the weight?
Once had a future, now I'm watching it die
Damn my reflection in the shadows of night.

Listen closely, hear this whole world crumbling
Slowly breaking patiently dissolving
And disgusted with being spoonfed my death-
I can taste it.
Fuck my soul for collecting dust,
I was down and out in the winter months
When I lost old friends that I used to trust
And left promises out in the rain to rust.
Maybe I'm losing control,
Cough up my lungs with the cynical
The older I get, still can't shake the doubt
Still dwell on the shit that drips out your mouth.

So let it be known,
Let the fucking truth be told.
You'll do your best to establish a life on someone else's time.
Your spirit's only borrowed
And all you know,
You miss the days when you could've changed old stupid ways
And all the stars in your eyes have made it hard
To even want to be alive anymore.