And sometimes I'd be so numb
Feeling like a wasted fuck
Always the same, always the same
I can't remember my name
Up all night, feeling down
I'm alright, I'm alright
As long as you don't see me
Crying in my bedsheets
Crying on the voicemail
Of my past relationships
Old shit, always coming back
Head resting on the train track
A messy apartment
Your love tastes like bitter mint
Coke cans, cocaine
Molly, blood stains
And bottles all on the floor
Alcohol corpses blocking the door
I don't even take drugs anymore
I can't even take my meds
I need stimulation I'm bored
This shit is breaking my head
I hope I will find something
Something worth loving
I make my beats saturate
I fill my lyrics with hate
Hoping it will ease the headache
I can't fucking take it
And the voices get louder
Louder and louder
Sometimes I scream to stop them
But I can't even hear myself
Hallucinations kick in
Leaving me there suffering
Your love has the same taste
As a cheap mint toothpaste
It's why I don't feel it
I don't feel it
And sometimes I'd be so numb
I can't even wake up
Feeling like a wasted fuck
I can't even wake up
And sometimes I'd be so numb
Feeling like a wasted fuck
And sometimes I'd be so numb
Feeling like a wasted fuck
supported by 15 fans who also own “I'D BE SO NUMB (mint flavoured love)”
This album has helped me a lot during difficult times, and it still does. I'd really like you to release 'Dying for too many people'. Thank you so much, Feldup, for everything you do. d⌂}-lyniv