Текст песни Ten56. - Io

Оригинальный текст песни Io

There's some things I can relate to,
some things that I can't,
Trying to write about something else than de*th and pills but I can't,
Been back on those for about two years, wanna put them down but I can't,
Pen hits paper, same s**t pours from the heart.

And it's like I'm,
Writing in circles, living in cycles, circling back to the start,
I'm back to square one, now I'm in that place
I can't imagine living and I can't see nothing but dark,
For me it's real though,
For you it's art,
Play me a tiny violin and watch me fall apart.

There's nothing that I haven't already said,
Always making it about myself,
Another sad song about me and my head,
Poor me, give me sympathy,
Again and again and again, and I cannot stand it,
This feeling like I really wanna end it,
Just another day in my life,
Trapped in this self made web of lies

My childhood was a sh**show, (So what?)
But it is what it is,
And I've done bare bi***es dirty,
that's something I need to admit,
I can say that I'm only human,
But that was me,
Nobody else put coke in my nose and acted s**t, that was me,
Wish I never f***ed that bird (but I did it)
Wish I never said that word (but I did it)
Wish I never put my faith in the world to forget and to be forgiving cause it isn't,
My mistakes, my prison,
My karma, my decisions,
My queue in life to shut my mouth, sit down, and listen.

If I could turn back time, then I would,
Unbreak them hearts I broke, then I would,
I'd take away the pain that I've caused if I could, if I could.

Think I say these messed up things, just to say it?!
Talking bout nooses cause it's hype, for the playlists?!
This is how I really f***ing feel, on the daily,
de*th come and take me, de*th come and take me!

There's nothing that I haven't already said,
Always making it about myself,
Another sad song about me and my head,
Poor me, give me sympathy,
Again and again and again, and I cannot stand it,
This feeling like I really wanna end it,
Just another day in my life,
Trapped in this self made web of lies

I'm at the checkout with helium cans,
two meters of tube and a polythene bag,
bottle of spray paint, a pen and a pad, hand full of cash meant for my dad,
That's how it feels to be at the edge, hoping for life, praying for death,
Wish I could start again

(I'm sorry for the scars I've left, Wish I could start again)

Wish I could start again.