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feelings drowned (acoustic) - mrdor1stan lyrics

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[verse 1]
i woke up, what time is it?
i can see no light outside
i guess i should be sleeping
well, so i try to close my eyes
as if i didn’t know it doesn’t help everytime
i start staring at my phone’s screen
people seem to be so happy
my depression kicks in
and i’d like to be surprised
but at this point this state is like a habit of mine

[pre*chorus]
there ain’t a cell on my body that isn’t stained with blood
and even if there is, soon there’s gonna be another scar
whatever i will do now will turn out the worst
so i’m just gonna stick to my scenario

[chorus]
dear bartender, bring me bottle of wine
people gonna pass along
all the hours that pass by
and my friends, they will not come and help
i’ll be left a few days later
by my future lover i text now
[post*chorus]
and somehow
that’s the only way my feelings can be dro*owned
f*ck this, how can i get out?

[verse 2]
ooh, d*mn
it’s repeating again
i didn’t really ask for this but thanks for coming
what i have learnt is that i suck at any learning
but keeping me alive is my developed sk!ll
i can’t trust any psychiatrist
and anybody else except my diary
and now i just need to take one cig
i swear it ain’t addiction
i just need it to breathe

[pre*chorus]
there ain’t a cell on my body that isn’t stained with blood
and even if there was, soon there would be another scar
whatever i will do now will turn out the worst
so i’m just gonna stick to my scenario

[chorus]
dear bartender, bring me bottle of wine
i’ll be here 24/7
as the hours will pass by
and my friends, they will not come and help
i’ll be left a few days later
by my future lover i text now
[post*chorus]
and somehow
that’s the only way my feelings can be dro*owned
f*ck this, how can i get out?

[bridge]
it’s so fun to telephone my friend
she doesn’t know i’m holding razor blades in other hand
somebody make me drinks and then some compliments
so that i won’t k!ll myself

[chorus]
dear bartender, bring me bottle of wine
i’ll be sitting at this table
waiting hours to pass by
and my friends, they will not come and help
i’ll be left a few days later
by my future lover i text
bartender, bring me bottle of wine
i’ll be at this table
waiting for the moment i get high
and my friends, don’t have any of them
and i’ll be left a few days later
by my future lover i text now

[post*chorus]
and somehow
that’s the only way my feelings can be dro*owned
f*ck this, how can i get out?

- mrdor1stan lyrics

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