More songs by TX2
Description
Main Artist: TX2
Producer: Matt Good
Composer: Timothy Evan Thomas
Composer: Matt Good
Composer: Cameron Rostami
Lyrics and translation
Original
I burnt the map, I cut the cords, I don't know why I act this way
I've got a problem I won't face
I am the shovel to my grave
I'm fallin' off the divin' board into the deep end of this life
My friends are wed, I'm close to death
And nothin' ever feels quite right to me
'Cause I know I can't do this on my own
I don't wanna die alone
Somebody, take my hand and don't let go
No one ever feels like a home
I guess I was meant to feed the crows
I've become an addict to self-destruction
You don't want this heavy weight
To drag around, it'll wear you down and steal a year, a life away
I'm self-aware enough to hate myself, but not enough to change
This world is cruel, God damn the fool
I wish that therapy could save me
'Cause I know I can't do this on my own
Don't wanna die alone
Somebody, take my hand and don't let go
No one ever feels like a home
I guess I was meant to feed the crows
'Cause I know I can't do this on my own
Don't wanna die alone
Somebody, take my hand and don't let go
No one ever feels like a home
I guess I was meant to feed the crows
Ah, ah, ah, ah (ah)