Testo di Six Inch Coiler On White

laid awake all night preoccupied rummaging through stacks of dreams that have been pushed aside so it seems in every case all that i find is expired aspirations built to lies so i complain again another miss, i never gain i've waiting for so long i push to follow through, it never seems to show that way in myself, tired of this slow pace promised everything force fed shit that i will eat i'll be na¯ve just this last time stuffed in my face wake up every day find myself int he same place my hope defaced it serves me right everyday i'm fed the same cannot complete what's in the way why can't i sleep cannot be optimistic what will it take cannot complete everyday i feel the sand and nothing's ever going to take my dignity