Self Inflicted
Album: Friday Nights
By: Friday Nights
By: Friday Nights
Duration
3:27
Genres
Description
This is about life and having things go wrong, but having no one to blame but yourself.
Lyrics
When you talk please talk slowly, cause I'm overloading my eyes are now closing, I'm bending and folding Eroding to the point of collapse then something suddenly snaps I laid traps but the rats came back I brought this upon myself, yeah I asked for it I put this weight on myself, now I'm stuck with it and I wish no one was around, so I could just blink out I brought this upon myself Scraping change to get by and resin to get high Man, their truth is a lie, this just doesn't feel right What's so wrong with being simple I built a home inside of my head and finally displayed some self restraint I might as well accept it It's all self inflicted I made my best attempt I still landed on my head It's all self inflicted I might as well accept
