Ten Fucking Billion - Black Sheep Wall

Broken, Im a broken record

Ive lost myself in myself

Consumed by quiet condescending doubt

My mind is complacent

And

My conscious is heavy and spiteful

Fucking a computer till I come by myself

While I’m thinking of you

My conscious is heavy and spiteful

Fucking a computer till I come by myself

While I’m thinking of you

I’ve grown apart (grown apart)

From what I thought I’d see

I am coming closer now

I’ve grown apart

From what I thought I’d see

Coming closer

To the person you always thought I’d be

I’ve grown apart

It kills me just to think of you

And it kills me to think of you now

I fucking hate you, come

Do anything to come

I fucking hate you, come

Do anything to come

I fucking hate you, come

I fucking hate you, come

This is done

This is strife

This is strife

This is done