Young Taylor
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[Verse 1]
Feelin' a bit distant
Bent and twisted
Nowhere to go so I
Sip till I'm sickened
I'll probably be in hell if I ever lipped what I've written
God can't take the wheel
Cause I took the whole thing
And then I ripped it
Hoping to die on 45
Crashed, survived, then dipped quick
Tired of always
Being called a dipshit
And I knew the pretty girl
Would fall for the rich prick
No tears to shed
But I'm feeling tempted
No fears in my head
But to these voices I'll listen
My choices are relentless
Had them bars they been sick
Coughing and sneezing
I'm in my coffin
But I'm breathing
Drinking coffee with these demons
You lost me
Way before I was leaving
I would stay for more, but
I'm tired of believing
[Bridge]
Tired of believing man
I'm tired
Tired of believing man
Tired of believing
I'm tired of achieving
I'm tired of the -
I'm tired of the people, the lives, and the evil
I'm tired of the people and their lives, and the evil
Tired of believing
Tired of believing man
Tired of believing
Yeah, I'm tired of believing
I can't take it no more
I'm just losing my mind
I cannot take it no more
Yeah, I'm just losing my mind
I cannot take it no more
Yeah, I'm just losing my mind
I cannot take it no more
And, I'm just losing my mind
I need some help man
I need some help
I need some help man
I need some help
I need some help, agh!
Please
Please, all I'm asking
All I'm asking is for
For a friend, a fan to plan
I need some help
I need a friend man
[Verse 2]
You know my odor
That Marijuana smoker
You never do shit
That fucking mediocre
Sitting in my room presuming that I'm a loner
I never wanna fucking show up
I'm gonna mother fucking blow up
You wanna do things
Cause your mind just tells you
Lookin around acting all scared that’s what anxiety’ll tell you
Sitting in my room I’m depressed
And don’t wanna admit
But I’m getting really upset man
People round me telling me that I can and
I had to take it
But it's not the original plan man
Why you gotta tell me do that, do this
I don't even care if you are fucking Muslim
Bhuddist
Or, even Jewish
Or, even half mixed
But now I’m wondering
If this will increase or shorten my lifespan
Gettin ignored, I'm on the street I got a tin can
And now I can't do more
I got my weapon in hand
Looking in the mirror!
Crying and then I --- *BANG*
*SIRENS*
(fade)