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Sick Of It

by Grenade Brain

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Timccav Proper hectic, hectic proper, yea yea yea hectic for my chivaled blain Favorite track: Headache.
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1.
All my friends want to fucking die So why the fuck should I want to be alive I’m just a blip on the map Death isn’t what it seems Cling to what I can just a little bit Fake chemicals to the brain So this is all we have to live for I don’t know what made me expect Anything more Death grew inside of me Lost cells in a stream of oxygen Lost souls in a dream of optimism Where do we go from here? I fucking hate the world I fucking hate myself I hate the idea of being any better I’m a fucking stain This fire in my chest Represents the emptiness I once longed for life Now I just long to close my eyes I long for what it is just to feel alive Gripped by the hand of god I long for what it is just to feel alive Tossed back with the other lost souls I long for what it is just to feel alive Gripped by the hand of god I long for what it is to want to be alive I’m an insignificant speck On a lost rock without any purpose So if I hang and break my neck The tears that you shed Will all be worthless Why should I want to be alive? Put me back in the ground Didn’t wanna live on my own But I’d rather waste alone Death grew inside me Why should I want to be alive? Give me a reason
2.
Cut out my veins Put wires in their place I don’t want to live another day Have you ever wondered why We’re all so poisoned with misery? Ever wonder why we embrace death So easily? I don’t wanna die But it’s better than living here Pass the fucking bleach But not before you take a drink for me Pass the fucking bleach But not before you take a drink I’m sick of living this obligatory existence I don’t wanna live another day Take me away Take me away I’ll fulfil my debt in the grave Cut out my veins Put wires in their place Organically/empathetically I don’t wanna live another day Just turn the motherfucking lights out Take me away from this motherfucking wasteland Automatic thoughts fill with nonsense It’s too much to process Sadistic signals burn holes in my eyes Before I ever even got a chance to see the light Fuck It’s too much to process I grasp at nothing just to feel the cold I’m better off here in the cold I don’t belong here anymore I peel my skin back and watch it bleed Suffocating in synthetic sleep Cut out my veins You know there’s no control over me Control x6
3.
Headache 03:32
There’s a voice inside my head Saying throw it all away And when I try to sleep It still has shit to say If I give in and concede Then at least it gets its way Another night of headaches Make this my final day Death Pressure Days bleed into weeks Pressure And still I can barely sleep Pressure Inside me is in entity Pressure That will be the death of me Gravity just fucking take me There’s a voice inside my head Saying throw it all away And when I try to sleep It still has shit to say If I give in and concede Then at least it gets its way Another night of headaches Make this my final day I am sick of it I am sick of it Open me at my wrists I can barely take the thought of this It’s not death that scares me It’s the loneliness I can’t stand But I don’t wanna die today anyway I doubt that I can make it through this Take it, take it, I don’t wanna take it But I’m not gonna make it anyway I’m so sick, so sick of this There’s a voice inside my head Saying throw it all away And when I try to sleep It still has shit to say If I give in and concede Then at least it gets its way Another night of headaches Make this my final day If, I could fucking mute my mind I, might not have to take my life I, am a godforsaken man Without a thought of reprimand
4.
Zero34 01:59
Life sucks Get over it Love does not exist Only the euphoric feeling Of a knife right down My wrists Poison, turns into disease Just end my suffering please Poison, turns into disease Don’t let me breathe There isn’t a single fucking thing Special about you Not a single characteristic That seperates your body from the rest of the filth You’re just another collection Of bones and nerves Hastily strung together To fill the void in somebody’s life Life sucks, get over it
5.
Godforsaken 03:14
Drug fucked I don’t know which way is up But it’s the 3rd day unconscious when the sun is up Hang me from the fucking cross Jesus is the love that I never lost Guide me to a bullet in my brain Guide me to the light, let the choir sing your name Godforsaken Guide me to a bullet in my brain I’m sorry I let you down Bury me with the bible I’ll read it in the ground Bury me, bury me Drug fucked I’m my mother’s favourite fuck up I’m the biggest fucking let down since my virginistic nut bust Sacrifice and crucify me Guide me to a bullet in my brain I destroy myself - From the inside out Let the light in - and turn my lights out And then he gives - the lord taketh away I’m not a fucking angel anyway I break everything I touch This heart that I possess is I never enough So I’ll fill my life with violence I don’t need too much Just give me a reason Not to hate the fucking world Or end my life I’ll let the choice be yours I’m not a fucking angel anyway I break everything I touch
6.
Close my eyes I won’t be in heaven when I wake up The weeks keep passing by So does my will to be alive Set me free Impale my broken body Pin my wounded wrists to this crucifix I’ve emptied my veins Replace the blood with oxygen and let it rush to my brain Well I added another day to the scoreboard of this miserable existence And tonight I’ll add another notch to this bed of futile resistance I’m so sick of depending on another Just to make it through the weeks I spend so much time in this fucking bed But I can barely find some sleep I spend so much time in this fucking bed But I can barely Find some sleep I’m a hollow excuse for breath and bones Drag my fucking body I’m a hollow excuse With this knife I will refuse To drag my body Over this bed of nails we call existence I hate this place I’m sick of it I fucking quit This room will be my fucking tomb This room will replace the air in my lungs with vacuum I’ve been suicidal since I knew what suicide was Torture in my head, what the fuck am I alive for I fucking quit I fucking quit

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released December 9, 2020

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Grenade Brain Perth, Australia

5 Piece heavy band from Perth, Western Australia.

Songs that inspire despondent emotion.

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