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Versuri-versuri.ro > Versuri Litera I > Versuri I.O.S. > Miscellaneous - Throw It AwayVerse 1:
I don't want to die scared, I never so of dared.
Falling from the valley like you ever even cared.
It's about a prohibition, in your eyes & lies,
becoming exhibition. Lost as a contestant,
My life's working off an anti-depressant.
& your deadbook's stressing, your caved in the system,
slaughtered people that you hate.
For shit turned to greed,
it's too bad, I've got everything that I need.
Step down & see.
Stop trying to be yourself, but don't try me.
Chorus:
There's no reason why I should exist.
Why I should live on, why I live this way.
There's no reason why I should exist.
Why I should live on, why I live this way.
Please throw it away.
Verse 2:
Because you don't know anything & emptiness is me.
This reality, I see it as a fucked up dream.
Through the mesh & the mud under my control.
I'm inside out, I'm your worthless foe.
Take the sun, burn it like my inner void.
My grotession, like you're always going paranoid.
Take it away, you can feel the tension.
My life, my death, & after the testing.
Chorus
Chorus
Chorus I.O.S.
Throw It Away
Verse 1:
I don't want to die scared, I never so of dared.
Falling from the valley like you ever even cared.
It's about a prohibition, in your eyes & lies,
becoming exhibition. Lost as a contestant,
My life's working off an anti-depressant.
& your deadbook's stressing, your caved in the system,
slaughtered people that you hate.
For shit turned to greed,
it's too bad, I've got everything that I need.
Step down & see.
Stop trying to be yourself, but don't try me.
Chorus:
There's no reason why I should exist.
Why I should live on, why I live this way.
There's no reason why I should exist.
Why I should live on, why I live this way.
Please throw it away.
Verse 2:
Because you don't know anything & emptiness is me.
This reality, I see it as a fucked up dream.
Through the mesh & the mud under my control.
I'm inside out, I'm your worthless foe.
Take the sun, burn it like my inner void.
My grotession, like you're always going paranoid.
Take it away, you can feel the tension.
My life, my death, & after the testing.
Chorus
Chorus
Chorus
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