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I don't feel like anything

I don't feel like time will change

The monster that I've become

I'm waiting for the end to come

It's getting cold and I want to go

I'm losing hope and I'm letting go

-Sometimes I just want to get off this carousel

And live inside the darkest corner of my hell 

Sometimes I just want to watch the whole world burn

And hope that it would be enough to keep me warm

-(chorus)

I don't feel like I'm living

I feel more like a zombie

I can't control this monster

From slowly taking over

It's getting cold and I want to go

I'm losing hope and I'm letting go

Sometimes I just want to get off this carousel 

And live inside the darkest corner of my hell

Sometimes I just want to watch the whole world burn

And hope that it would be enough to keep me warm

So burn it down

Burn it down

Burn the world to the ground 

Burn it down

Burn it down

Burn the world to the ground

Just burn it down

Sometimes I just want to get off this carousel

And live inside the darkest corner of my hell

Sometimes I just want to watch the whole world burn

And hope that it would be enough to keep me warm

Burn it down!

Burn it down!

Burn the world to the ground!

Just burn it down! Now! Burn!

10/22/24