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VCTMS – Sick // Tired lyrics
My head is a prison
That nobody visits
I’m stuck in this hell
And I can’t find an exit
I wish things were different
I wish I could help it
Stress keeps building
I can’t fucking fix this
I'm a victim to my own mind
Anxious all the damn time
Not too far from the edge
I'm hanging by a fine line
I'm a stranger in my own skin
Unhinged emotions
What's it like to feel real?
I've lost it again
I’m obsessed with doing the wrong thing
I never learn from my mistakes, it’s a routine
I’ll always be second best, it’s something that I learned to live with
I am a train wreck
I guess I am who I am
I don’t expect you to understand
I can’t move on I can’t progress
Stuck in a standstill, i’m here stagnant
Relapsing on the aftermath of the old me
My old ways composed of demon limbs and a rope swing
Can't snap out of it this the reality
Of a lost mind with a destructive personality
Useless and irrelevant
Worthless and incompetent
Intolerable and belligerent
I can't even make sense of it
I'm sick of everything (i'm sick sick sick of everything)
I'm sick of everything x2
That nobody visits
I’m stuck in this hell
And I can’t find an exit
I wish things were different
I wish I could help it
Stress keeps building
I can’t fucking fix this
I'm a victim to my own mind
Anxious all the damn time
Not too far from the edge
I'm hanging by a fine line
I'm a stranger in my own skin
Unhinged emotions
What's it like to feel real?
I've lost it again
I’m obsessed with doing the wrong thing
I never learn from my mistakes, it’s a routine
I’ll always be second best, it’s something that I learned to live with
I am a train wreck
I guess I am who I am
I don’t expect you to understand
I can’t move on I can’t progress
Stuck in a standstill, i’m here stagnant
Relapsing on the aftermath of the old me
My old ways composed of demon limbs and a rope swing
Can't snap out of it this the reality
Of a lost mind with a destructive personality
Useless and irrelevant
Worthless and incompetent
Intolerable and belligerent
I can't even make sense of it
I'm sick of everything (i'm sick sick sick of everything)
I'm sick of everything x2
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