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Sinking Lyrics - Artist : Incendiary
It's hard waking up when you'd rather be dead
Each day I'm putting out the fires inside my head It's hard waking up when you'd rather be dead Each day I'm putting out the fires inside my head I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired No longer aware of my desires The memories cut like a knife Sinking in, rotting out I'm standing on the deck Of a sinking ship Trying to remember Where everything went We have the past packed out in bags And slung over our backs We drag these memories Like a drifter along the road Now I know what it's like to be Your own worst fucking enemy Now I know what it's like to be Your own worst fucking enemy This has happened all before And it'll happen once again With each new day spent Praying for the end |
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