translation to the song:
i’m throwing up with oxygen
i’ll cross out a crossed erased line drowning in my thoughs
i’d give a lot for a backspace
and maybe i don’t want to go back, stand, go forward anymore
dirt under the nail, i just showered a while ago
i jerked your dessous off, you were not here
delusions, paranoia - everyone has them but no one will speak up
im throwing myself in a cycle, only you know what is going on in your head
or maybe you don’t know
or maybe you don’t know
or maybe you don’t know
or maybe you don’t know, don’t know, don’t know, don’t know, don’t know
once i’m everything and once i’m nothing
three years passed since my first panic attack
i learned how to fly but you know, i can’t land
heartburn is troubling, I'm wondering about the pronunciation of a word
i look normal, i look like i used to before
scalpel under my pillow
at night someone is whispering “it’s not too bad”
im struggling but allegedly its not too bad
i can’t seem to understand how did he get my number
i’m small, im big
i’m persistent, someone ruined me
i’m made from glass and brick,
kind, misbehaved bustard
i’m existent, i’m death
a rescuer and a villian
heaven, hell, whatever. I’m fading away when I have to face reality
i’m small, im big
i’m persistent, someone ruined me
i’m made from glass and brick,
kind, misbehaved bustard
i’m existent, i’m death
a rescuer and a villian
heaven, hell, whatever. I’m fading away when I have to face reality
i’m small, im big
i’m persistent, someone ruined me
i’m made from glass and brick,
kind, misbehaved bustard
i’m existent, i’m death
a rescuer and a villian
heaven, hell, whatever. I’m fading away when I have to face reality
i’m fading away