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Bummer
by BumRush
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Engorged in my emotions
I've scorched most oceans
Filled with Regret
Feeling dead from all the potions
That you tricked me to drink from
You will soon be freed son
Just keep on pushing to stop the mental reruns
Replaying again, again again again
Repent, don't send, we will win, forget
But it's easy for the cycle to become the next lightshow,
And throughout all of your high hopes, you will end up going psycho
Attempt, after attempt, your hope drains as your efforts do
Cement, covers regret, shit I need help with my temper too
There is no blueprints to things like this
When it comes to the end don't give in yet
But if your heart speaks for you
And you've long been explored through
When you don't know the score, you choose and let decisions haunt you
Because we are not the pilots of our own life, Misguided
Pseudo controlling as demons inside take flight and
Take over, 4 leaf clovers off my shoulders to feel the cold
Please no more hope, your empty roamers won't speak for you
I said we are not the pilots of our own life, Misguided
Pseudo controlling as demons inside take flight and
Take over, 4 leaf clovers off my shoulders to feel the hope
Please no more cold, your empty roamers won't speak for you
Engorged in my emotions
I've scorched most oceans
Filled with Regret
Feeling dead from all the potions
That you tricked me to drink from
You will soon be freed son
Just keep on pushing to stop the mental reruns
Replaying again, again again again
Repent, don't send, we will win, forget
But it's easy for the cycle to become the next lightshow,
And throughout all of your high hopes, you will end up going psycho
Attempt, after attempt, your hope drains as your efforts do
Cement, covers regret, shit I need help with my temper too
There is no blueprints to things like this
When it comes to the end don't give in yet
But if your heart speaks for you
And you've long been explored through
When you don't know the score, you choose and let decisions haunt you
Because we are not the pilots of our own life, Misguided
Pseudo controlling as demons inside take flight and
Take over, 4 leaf clovers off my shoulders to feel the cold
Please no more hope, your empty roamers won't speak for you
I said we are not the pilots of our own life, Misguided
Pseudo controlling as demons inside take flight and
Take over, 4 leaf clovers off my shoulders to feel the hope
Please no more cold, your empty roamers won't speak for you
