Deadweight from Krause by Borgzinner

Make sure, that I can not be found.
Don't make a move, don't make a sound.
So that the world might just forget about me.
Lying still, passing the time with running circles in my mind.
For days and days on end I cannot seem to break free.

Self hatred and self doubt is what my thoughts are all about.
Over and over and over again.
Chasing my own tail, don't think that I'll ever prevail over this bullshit, that I still don't unterstand.

Can't move a muscle, even if I wanted to.
Get this fucking deadweight off my back!
It's all for nothing and I don't think I'll follow through.
Get this fucking deadweight off my back!

You're telling me, this ain't your day,
but I would go as far to say:
This ain't my live, this ain't my fucking planet!
I am, what I despise, ignoring mail and good advice.
I've had it with your shit, so why the fuck can't I just cease to exist?

The agony I'm going through,
slowly but surely tempts me to take the easy way out.
And it will surely take a while, to fake a real convincing smile,
so no one asks me, what I'm really all about.

Can't move a muscle, even if I wanted to. Get this fucking deadweight off my back! It's all for nothing and I don't think I'll follow through.
Get this fucking deadweight off my back!

• Hardcore-Punk
• Punk
• Punkrock
• Skacore
• Germany