Buzzing Flies lyrics

by

Gurldoll


[Spoken]
"There is nothing left for me to live for. Y'know what I mean?"


I bite my tongue, it's all a lie
Don't wanna f*cking be alive
I wanna fall out of the sky
Probably won't even say goodbye
I'll drink myself to f*cking death
Or maybe swallow all the rest
Of these pills, take these pills
Just so I can f*cking feel alive

Asking why? What's the point of even opening my eyes?
Every day, all the same, why the f*ck was I born this way?
All the same, every day, it's like this every f*cking day
I'm using just to numb the pain, I want these thoughts to go away

All these thoughts, it's gross
Haunted by ghosts
I always do the f*cking most
I'm so dramatic, TV static
I can't hear you, I'm alone
I say the same thing, do the same thing
Drink the same thing, every day
This sh*t is stupid, brain polluted
Won't these thoughts just go away?

It's empty in this heart of mine
It's full of dust, I cannot cry
My soul just died, my brain is fried
My body's running out of time
I'm not someone to idolize
This life isn't a f*cking prize
It's dark in here, there's buzzing flies
I think I'm running out of time

I think I'm running out of time
I'm screaming, can you hear my cries?
My heart is beating so off-beat
So help me God, I dare not weep
Every day, I'm so defeated
Gouge my eyes out, watch me bleeding
Get me out my f*cking head
I know I'm gonna wind up dead

I bite my tongue, it's all a lie
Don't wanna f*cking be alive
I wanna fall out of the sky
Probably won't even say goodbye
I'll drink myself to f*cking death
Or maybe swallow all the rest
Of these pills, take these pills
Just so I can f*cking feel alive

Asking why? What's the point of even opening my eyes?
Every day, all the same, why the f*ck was I born this way?
All the same, every day, it's like this every f*cking day
I'm using just to numb the pain, I want these thoughts to go away

I want these thoughts to go away
I want these thoughts to go away
I want these thoughts to go away
I want these thoughts to go away

It's empty in this heart of mine
It's full of dust, I cannot cry
My soul just died, my brain is fried
My body's running out of time
I'm not someone to idolize
This life isn't a f*cking prize
It's dark in here, there's buzzing flies
I think I'm running out of time
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