Ventana
Ventana - Coming Apart songtekst
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I'm a little tea-pot short and stout Smash me apart and f**king spill me out I'm a piece of shit I'm a f**king mess I'm a little wounded bird I fell out of my mess I been busy tearing out my f**king mind Don't wanna kill myself Want to rip out my f**king eyes To all the noices that live here And the answers in my brain To all the t.v. cameras And the innocence they play To the f**king cults To the pop star teens To the crooked politicians and the ones who believe. I been busy tearing out my f**king mind Don't wanna hurt myself Want to rip out my f**king eyes No other mother f**ker gonna take me down now When I am perfectly capable of destroying myself Don't you f**king look at me Your pity driven stare I'm f**king flesh and blood I'm just a man without a care There's nothing to see here So pass the f**k on by You're so obsessed with money But you can't take it when you die Cuz' in the end we're all the same You're nothing better than me We all get thrown into a hole SIX FEET DEEP I been busy tearing out my f**king mind Don't wanna shoot myself Want to rip out my f**king eyes No other mother f**ker gonna take me down now When I am perfectly capable of destroying myself My eyes are sore From all the shit I can't ignore I feel I'm losing my vision Don't let me hurt myself anymore Cuz' when I'm gone, you're world is dead I am god, you are shit I am god, the world is dead I am god, you are shit