blamethrower
๐ต 1841 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:39 duration
๐ ID: 15884261
๐ Lyrics
I've got this feeling
In the back of my neck, as if
Someone's speaking and it's
Driving me mad
Better not think about it
Keep scrolling baby
Keep scrolling baby
These words are poison yet
Somehow sweet
The promise of some rest when
Falling asleep
I'm afraid I'm just too weak to
Dare to repeat
This supercomputing power
Pointed at my brain
Picks it like some precious flower
Eats it with disdain
Tastes every single corner
The sweet and the sour
So precise in its decryption
Of all the hours
That I've thrown in the device
While I despise deceptions
Like those I still fall eye-first in
My thumbs tap dancing in Morse code
Dissolving the friction
Between truth and fiction
Crumbling tower of willpower
Digging holes of addiction
I need a break
From mistakes that I make
Haven't got what it takes
As the stakes are way higher than before
Always need more
At least I think so
My body's sore
I guess the core idea
Beneath this whole thing is that
Delayed gratification is not what I'm built for
I'm smart but phoney
Always drawn in
Magic scrolling novelty
Fun and cruelty
Jeopardizing frailties of
My attention spanning
Frantically
Know what I mean?
Try to meditate but
Hesitate and fail
Glued to the screen
Watching while being seen
Who's there judging my sins
From behind the scenes?
Who's gaining skills while playing sims
By means of my obscene spleen?
Can't hide I'm sick
In my own skin
It's like that
Delayed gratification is not what I'm built for
I need to start rebuilding or I'm fucked for sure
Delayed gratification is not what I'm built for
I need to start rebuilding or it's all my fault
These words are poison, yet
Somehow sweet
The promise of some rest when falling asleep
I'm afraid I'm just to weak to dare to repeat
The world is your cross
The worst has yet to come
The world is your cross
The worst is all your fault
In the back of my neck, as if
Someone's speaking and it's
Driving me mad
Better not think about it
Keep scrolling baby
Keep scrolling baby
These words are poison yet
Somehow sweet
The promise of some rest when
Falling asleep
I'm afraid I'm just too weak to
Dare to repeat
This supercomputing power
Pointed at my brain
Picks it like some precious flower
Eats it with disdain
Tastes every single corner
The sweet and the sour
So precise in its decryption
Of all the hours
That I've thrown in the device
While I despise deceptions
Like those I still fall eye-first in
My thumbs tap dancing in Morse code
Dissolving the friction
Between truth and fiction
Crumbling tower of willpower
Digging holes of addiction
I need a break
From mistakes that I make
Haven't got what it takes
As the stakes are way higher than before
Always need more
At least I think so
My body's sore
I guess the core idea
Beneath this whole thing is that
Delayed gratification is not what I'm built for
I'm smart but phoney
Always drawn in
Magic scrolling novelty
Fun and cruelty
Jeopardizing frailties of
My attention spanning
Frantically
Know what I mean?
Try to meditate but
Hesitate and fail
Glued to the screen
Watching while being seen
Who's there judging my sins
From behind the scenes?
Who's gaining skills while playing sims
By means of my obscene spleen?
Can't hide I'm sick
In my own skin
It's like that
Delayed gratification is not what I'm built for
I need to start rebuilding or I'm fucked for sure
Delayed gratification is not what I'm built for
I need to start rebuilding or it's all my fault
These words are poison, yet
Somehow sweet
The promise of some rest when falling asleep
I'm afraid I'm just to weak to dare to repeat
The world is your cross
The worst has yet to come
The world is your cross
The worst is all your fault
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.26] I've got this feeling
[00:01.67] In the back of my neck, as if
[00:06.01] Someone's speaking and it's
[00:09.10] Driving me mad
[00:13.04] Better not think about it
[00:16.63] Keep scrolling baby
[00:23.17] Keep scrolling baby
[00:31.82] These words are poison yet
[00:35.13] Somehow sweet
[00:38.25] The promise of some rest when
[00:41.03] Falling asleep
[00:44.70] I'm afraid I'm just too weak to
[00:47.60] Dare to repeat
[00:50.59] This supercomputing power
[00:52.06] Pointed at my brain
[00:53.16] Picks it like some precious flower
[00:54.74] Eats it with disdain
[00:56.04] Tastes every single corner
[00:57.64] The sweet and the sour
[00:59.03] So precise in its decryption
[01:00.88] Of all the hours
[01:02.09] That I've thrown in the device
[01:03.71] While I despise deceptions
[01:05.34] Like those I still fall eye-first in
[01:07.61] My thumbs tap dancing in Morse code
[01:10.08] Dissolving the friction
[01:11.36] Between truth and fiction
[01:12.68] Crumbling tower of willpower
[01:14.58] Digging holes of addiction
[01:15.83] I need a break
[01:17.30] From mistakes that I make
[01:19.03] Haven't got what it takes
[01:20.61] As the stakes are way higher than before
[01:22.83] Always need more
[01:24.23] At least I think so
[01:25.44] My body's sore
[01:27.05] I guess the core idea
[01:28.52] Beneath this whole thing is that
[01:30.67] Delayed gratification is not what I'm built for
[01:33.89] I'm smart but phoney
[01:35.06] Always drawn in
[01:36.09] Magic scrolling novelty
[01:37.57] Fun and cruelty
[01:38.66] Jeopardizing frailties of
[01:40.29] My attention spanning
[01:41.44] Frantically
[01:42.33] Know what I mean?
[01:43.42] Try to meditate but
[01:44.69] Hesitate and fail
[01:46.78] Glued to the screen
[01:47.94] Watching while being seen
[01:49.57] Who's there judging my sins
[01:51.06] From behind the scenes?
[01:52.55] Who's gaining skills while playing sims
[01:54.21] By means of my obscene spleen?
[01:55.86] Can't hide I'm sick
[01:57.31] In my own skin
[01:58.48] It's like that
[01:59.34] Delayed gratification is not what I'm built for
[02:02.58] I need to start rebuilding or I'm fucked for sure
[02:05.72] Delayed gratification is not what I'm built for
[02:09.15] I need to start rebuilding or it's all my fault
[02:12.53] These words are poison, yet
[02:15.92] Somehow sweet
[02:19.17] The promise of some rest when falling asleep
[02:25.47] I'm afraid I'm just to weak to dare to repeat
[02:43.95] The world is your cross
[02:56.91] The worst has yet to come
[03:09.57] The world is your cross
[03:22.53] The worst is all your fault
[03:35.90]
[00:01.67] In the back of my neck, as if
[00:06.01] Someone's speaking and it's
[00:09.10] Driving me mad
[00:13.04] Better not think about it
[00:16.63] Keep scrolling baby
[00:23.17] Keep scrolling baby
[00:31.82] These words are poison yet
[00:35.13] Somehow sweet
[00:38.25] The promise of some rest when
[00:41.03] Falling asleep
[00:44.70] I'm afraid I'm just too weak to
[00:47.60] Dare to repeat
[00:50.59] This supercomputing power
[00:52.06] Pointed at my brain
[00:53.16] Picks it like some precious flower
[00:54.74] Eats it with disdain
[00:56.04] Tastes every single corner
[00:57.64] The sweet and the sour
[00:59.03] So precise in its decryption
[01:00.88] Of all the hours
[01:02.09] That I've thrown in the device
[01:03.71] While I despise deceptions
[01:05.34] Like those I still fall eye-first in
[01:07.61] My thumbs tap dancing in Morse code
[01:10.08] Dissolving the friction
[01:11.36] Between truth and fiction
[01:12.68] Crumbling tower of willpower
[01:14.58] Digging holes of addiction
[01:15.83] I need a break
[01:17.30] From mistakes that I make
[01:19.03] Haven't got what it takes
[01:20.61] As the stakes are way higher than before
[01:22.83] Always need more
[01:24.23] At least I think so
[01:25.44] My body's sore
[01:27.05] I guess the core idea
[01:28.52] Beneath this whole thing is that
[01:30.67] Delayed gratification is not what I'm built for
[01:33.89] I'm smart but phoney
[01:35.06] Always drawn in
[01:36.09] Magic scrolling novelty
[01:37.57] Fun and cruelty
[01:38.66] Jeopardizing frailties of
[01:40.29] My attention spanning
[01:41.44] Frantically
[01:42.33] Know what I mean?
[01:43.42] Try to meditate but
[01:44.69] Hesitate and fail
[01:46.78] Glued to the screen
[01:47.94] Watching while being seen
[01:49.57] Who's there judging my sins
[01:51.06] From behind the scenes?
[01:52.55] Who's gaining skills while playing sims
[01:54.21] By means of my obscene spleen?
[01:55.86] Can't hide I'm sick
[01:57.31] In my own skin
[01:58.48] It's like that
[01:59.34] Delayed gratification is not what I'm built for
[02:02.58] I need to start rebuilding or I'm fucked for sure
[02:05.72] Delayed gratification is not what I'm built for
[02:09.15] I need to start rebuilding or it's all my fault
[02:12.53] These words are poison, yet
[02:15.92] Somehow sweet
[02:19.17] The promise of some rest when falling asleep
[02:25.47] I'm afraid I'm just to weak to dare to repeat
[02:43.95] The world is your cross
[02:56.91] The worst has yet to come
[03:09.57] The world is your cross
[03:22.53] The worst is all your fault
[03:35.90]