Traitors - Burnout (feat. Trevor Strnad of the Black Dahlia Murder) | Текст песни

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• Burnout (feat. Trevor Strnad of the Black Dahlia Murder)

You can't just change over night,
They say it's all in my head,
So just relax, alright?
That's what they always say,
They're getting sick of my shit,
so they push me away.

It's not like,
I want this,
for the rest of my life.

But I know if I recover,
There are signs of damage.

I'm a burnout, a deadhead,
Being pulled along, I'm dreading,
What put me in this position?

I've given false hope,
for even thinking I could cope,
With all these dark epiphanies,
where I realize something's wrong with me.

You can't just change over night,
They say it's all in my head,
So just relax, alright?
That's what they always say,
they're getting sick of my shit,
so they push me away.

It's not like,
I want this,
for the rest of my life.

But I know if I recover,
There are signs of damage.

I'm a fucking burnout, a deadhead,
Being pulled along, I'm dreading,
What put me in this position?

I'm given false hope,
For even thinking I could cope,
with all these dark epiphanies,
where I realize something's wrong with me.

You can't just change over night,
They say it's all in my head,
so just relax, alright?
That's what they always say,
They're getting sick of my shit,
so they push me away.

It's not like,
I want this,
For the rest of my life.

But I know if I recover,
There are signs of damage.

And all day long,
I'd worry about everybody, but myself.
To keep me,
From thinking,
So miserably.

And all day long,
The terrors fissure through my flesh.
And bring out,
A selfish empathy.

Well now all day,
because my terrors have caused decay.
I've become so selfish,
I push everybody away.

My dark epiphanies; where I realize something's wrong.

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