"Deadweight" lyrics

"Deadweight"

Yeah

I'm thankful for the sleep that I still manage
At the end of every day
Aware it's not consistent
Cuz most nights I'm wide awake
But I'm breathing
Dig dig dig further until my
Lungs cave in suffocate in my skin

I'd give my hope give my pride
Leave nothing left inside
For my life just how much would suffice

Break me out of this hell I'm in
Built up walls to protect me from the elements so
Get me out of this rut that I've been stuck in
It's getting harder to pretend
Deadweight til the bitter end
Deadweight I am

Sink further and further
Into the rabbit hole again
I don't recognize my reflection in the mirror
Come clean come clean with yourself
Just start again
And let these demons in my head rest

Is there to much on my plate
Or am I going insane
Am I going insane

Break me out of this hell I'm in
Built up walls to protect me from the elements so
Get me out of this rut that I've been stuck in
It's getting harder to pretend
So I won't pretend

So sick of the walls I procreated
Nothing helps to to numb the ache
Watching the world turn it's back on me
Come clean come clean
Deadweight
Yeah


EP: "Let This Life Devour You" (2024)
Downswing - Let This Life Devour You EP cover
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