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vents (aus) - postcards from the edge lyrics

[verse 1]
c’mon, yep, yep
forgive your enemies (what), watch your friends
you never know when the love gonna start and the hate begins
coz love depends, unconditional, doesn’t exist
you either useful or scrubbed off the list
i got the hunger like oliver twist (what)
stop cutting your wrist, start bumping to this
you gotta persist (c’mon), its puzzling
living is punishment
and somehow, tryna find meaning in the suffering
i hear my name, and i feel ashamed
coz i came to k!ll my brain and numb the pain
once again, i’m acting weak (wеak)
i wake up when i have to еat to go back to sleep (c’mon, c’mon, c’mon)
the futures bleak, haven’t left my room in a week (in a week)
plus i hardly speak
so please stop calling, i really don’t feel like talking
am i busy right now with the boredom?

[chorus]
postcards from the edge
(society’s nuts, sobriety sucks)
(society’s nuts, sobriety sucks)
postcards from the edge
(society’s nuts, sobriety sucks)
(society’s nuts, sobriety sucks)
postcards from the edge
(society’s nuts, sobriety sucks)
(society’s nuts, sobriety sucks)
postcards from the edge
(society’s nuts, sobriety sucks)
from the edge, from the edge
(sobriety sucks)
[refrain]
i feel good (feel good)
(fantastic, fantastic)
i feel good (feel good)
(fantastic, fantastic)
i feel good!
yep, yep, yep

[verse 2]
they still tryna call my phone (c’mon)
i burn down the bridge and i build up a wall of stone
then i build three more and i called it home
after all, i was born alone
real bad to the bone marrow (bad!), you better kneel to the farrow
jump through the wormhole, k!ll the gestapo
wake up i feel so shallow
world full of pain like i’m filled with tabbaco
feeling like banjo patterson, right by the halogen light
medicine [?], abdomen type
machiavellian, i am not the regular type
creepin’ up but i got ’em with the predator sight
start panickin’, vanishin’, packing your flights
start running like, south african whites
so think twice, before you light my fuse
coz i’m runnin’ outta sh+t to lose
[chorus]
postcards from the edge
(society’s nuts, sobriety sucks)
(society’s nuts, sobriety sucks)
postcards from the edge
(society’s nuts, sobriety sucks)
(society’s nuts, sobriety sucks)
postcards from the edge
(society’s nuts, sobriety sucks)
(society’s nuts, sobriety sucks)
postcards from the edge
(society’s nuts, sobriety sucks)
from the edge, from the edge
(sobriety sucks)

- vents aus lyrics

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