Sour
Graphic Nature
Don't call my name
'Cause I've been waiting for hours
I'm starting to sour
The thought of life keeping on with you
It's making me sick
Man it's making me fucking sick
Man you're making me wanna die
You talk of life like it's something you wanna buy
I ain't for sale but I'll tell you this for free
You want the world, hell if you're taking me
Tell me and tell me and tell me and tell me again
How you learned to live alone
With both hands tied behind your back
You know there's no way I'll crack
'Cause every day I'm looking at the world we live in
So if you ask me, you're a fucking disgrace
Don't make me look back at that dead lying face
Oh, just give me the space I need for my own mind
Just give me the space I need for my own mind
I keep telling myself
It's all in my head
I keep telling myself
It's all in my head
It's all in my head
It's all in my head
It's all in my head
It's all in my
Fuck
Head
Just fucking leave me to die
Just fucking leave, leave me to die
Just go, just go, just go, just go
Fuck
Just go
Listen to me, understand?
Go, go
I can't fucking stand the sight of you alone
(Go, go, go, go
I can't fucking stand the sight of you alone
Go, go, go, go
I can't fucking stand the sight of you alone)
Fuck
Enough
Enough