Bad Trip
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Bad Trip - Slow Motion Suicide

Now i have no reason to hurry
Time’s slow enough to feed my torture
I’ve got my life loaded with misery
My lies are gone, and the truth is harsher

I’m no good, I’m no good unlike you
I should've never gotten used to you
I should’ve always been ready to lose you
‘cuz I’m no good, I’m no good unlike you

Lost my way, lost the light, I’m all done
Lost my will to live since you’re gone
In my hart, in my mind, right in my room
I am praying to pass away soon

I wake up to dark mornings
Still keep bleeding for you
And I suffer to death

Bury me to memories deeply
Whisper all the words we left untold
Let me cry an ocean and drown in it
Let my corpse remain so ice cold

My life has become a slow-motion suicide
Locked in my dilemma, salvation out of sight

I wake up to dark mornings
Still keep bleeding for you
And I suffer…therefore I am.