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hella savage - a couple more days lyrics

why is everything flawed
every good thing is outlawed
and i can never have fun in my f+cking life i swear to god
everything is the same
everyone is to blame
the whole public is a mistake and they should all be ashamed

happy things make me cry
glad people make me wanna die
it’s better when the world is gloomy cuz i don’t have to try
i don’t have to try to smile
i can just rot in a pile
as the world is getting hotter and it’s getting really wild

46, on my arm, rеady to be a tattoo
i will clean your entirе bloodline off the streets with shampoo
look at you, you’re a dumbass and there’s nothing you can do
b+tch i’m lookin at you laughing, pointing my finger at you

smoking weed, snort cocaine, touch some meth and some lean
if you watch me carefully, you might see me go insane
put a bullet through the wall, and a couple of glass panes
once i’m done i’m on the floor, and that means i am ok

a couple more days, until i achieve my dreams
a couple more days, til i make it through the seams
a couple more days, til i make it off the floor
a couple more days, til i can take anymore
b+tch, a couple more days, until i achieve my goals
a couple more days, until i am in control
a couple more days, until i am not alone
a couple more days, until i’m not on my own

a couple more days, until my wishes fulfill
a couple more days, when i’m not mentally i’ll
a couple more days, when i am not on my bed
a couple more days, til i’m wishing i’m not dead

a couple more days, til i know i am okay
a couple more days, until i know i can stay
a couple more days, til i see what’s to live for
a couple more days, til i close my bedroom door

a couple more days, til i think i can get off the floor
i don’t even know if i can take anything anymore
i been cutting round my wrist for weeks, what’s there to live for
i don’t know if i can make it through all 2024

i have given up, there’s no reason i should stay
i am not even ok, i don’t got a lot to say
i am waiting til the last second that i will pass away
so i don’t have to stay around longer for another day

this sh+t is p+ssing me off, and it never will not
i am never looking like i’m happy, i’m always crying a lot
i don’t even bother to smile, keep that as an afterthought
i don’t look at people kindly, cuz i hope we all will rot
i do not discriminate, i just want us all to fail
i’m going to the train station, tie myself to the rails
i’m pinning myself to the tracks with hammers and some nails
i don’t even bother anymore, i should’ve been to jail

a couple more days, until i achieve my dreams
a couple more days, til i make it through the seams
a couple more days, til i make it off the floor
a couple more days, til i can take anymore

b+tch, a couple more days, until i achieve my goals
a couple more days, until i am in control
a couple more days, until i am not alone
a couple more days, until i’m not on my own

a couple more days, until my wishes fulfill
a couple more days, when i’m not mentally i’ll
a couple more days, when i am not on my bed
a couple more days, til i’m wishing i’m not dead

a couple more days, til i know i am okay
a couple more days, until i know i can stay
a couple more days, til i see what’s to live for
a couple more days, til i close my bedroom door

i’ve poured my heart and my soul, and received nothing in return
so i’m getting gasoline, and i’m gonna fully burn
i couldn’t care any less, there’s nothing for me to learn
and n0body’s gonna miss me, i will not even bother
i will set myself on fire, i don’t even wanna care
guts are spilling, body’s burning, smoke is getting everywhere
you thought people would just mourn me, my graves gonna live in hair
or if i am lucky enough, my own tombstone will be shared

i am looking at my future, i am looking through my past
i am looking at my life and i am hoping it won’t last
i am looking how i’m slow and i am looking how i’m fast
i am looking how i don’t care and my memories are vast

i am looking how i’m out the suburbs, and how much i hate
i am looking at my ak and at my .38
i am looking at every atom of my own mental state
i am looking how i’m not okay and i’ve stayed far too late

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