Tekster: Sick Puppies. Dressed Up As Life. Issues.

I wanna wake up
I've been walking in my sleep too long
Wake up, I'm so sick of dreaming
I wanna slow down
Wanna be part of what is happening around me

Without breathing, without feeling
Without screaming, so I'm leaving

I'm consciously unconscious
Why am I filled with hate?
I like to blame my parents
I'm sure you do the same
Swallow the hurt
Spit out the jerk that's too afraid

I turn the page to a chapter
That they thought was just a phase
But it consumed me

You're right, I am a failure
And when my life turns to ****
It won't have anything to do with the fact
That it's all you ever taught me how to do
So you can relax

Without feeling, without breathing
Now I'm leaving

I'm consciously unconscious
Why am I filled with hate?
I like to blame my parents
I'm sure you do the same
Swallow the hurt
Spit out the jerk that's too afraid, turn the page

I've been hiding, drowning
I've been running, starving
I've been feeling nothing
(Swallow the hurt)
(Spit out the jerk that's too afraid)

I'm consciously unconscious
Why am I filled with hate?
I like to blame my parents
I'm sure you do the same
Swallow the hurt
Spit out the jerk that's too afraid

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