SUICIDAL THOUGHTS (NO ONE'S HOME) (Explicit)
Ryan Oakes"SUICIDAL THOUGHTS (NO ONE'S HOME) (Explicit)" là bài hát của Ryan Oakes, 2024, Pop. Thời lượng 2:41, 93 lines / 528 words.
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0:00Oh it's quiet in the evening
0:04Dust on the ceiling
0:07Knock on the door but no one's home
0:11Feel myself slipping
0:11And I hop in the whip
0:13Thinking a night drive will settle me
0:14And I'll get a grip
0:15I put my foot down on the gas
0:17And now I'm starting to drift
0:18And I can feel my heart beating deep
0:20Inside of my ribs
0:21Going over all scenarios
0:22And all the what-if's
0:23I think that it's about time
0:25I try to give 'em they wish
0:26I'm thinking 'bout a way to end it
0:27So it's painless and quick
0:29And go from someone they know
0:30Into somebody they'll miss
0:31I could hit a brick wall
0:32Like all the ones that I built
0:34Around myself or maybe swallow down
0:35A bottle of pills
0:36But maybe not
0:37'Cause I can't even learn to swallow the guilt
0:39Or tell my therapist the way
0:40I ******* actually feel
0:42Homie ****'s getting real
0:43'Cause I'm sick of the pain
0:44Got the drive inside of me
0:45From never catching a break
0:47It's an infection I can feel it
0:48Spreading out in my veins
0:49And the only to beat it is accepting my fate
0:52Oh it's quiet in the evening
0:56Dust on the ceiling
0:59I wrote a note to all I've known
1:04Was never the right time
1:07I said my goodbyes
1:09Knock on the door but no one's home
1:13I'm exhausted from circling inside of my head
1:15I'm feeling nauseous struggling
1:17With catching my breath
1:18100-pound weight buried deep inside of my chest
1:21I'm going round eight
1:22Waking up and covered in sweat
1:23With nothing left to give
1:25And nothing left to lose
1:26I'm thinking this is it
1:27It's time to make my move
1:29I rip out every stitch
1:30Open up all my wounds
1:31To feed the emptiness
1:32I got a date with fumes
1:34I'm filling my garage with carbon monoxide
1:36While I'm on the phone with the suicide hotline
1:39Telling 'em my life sucks
1:40I'm ready to swap sides
1:41And when I'm gone time
1:42Will keep on moving clockwise
1:44Nah
1:45I'ma end this with the way it started
1:47The Hollywood way
1:48They can milk and market
1:50A knife from my back to my wrist and carve it
1:52And finally give myself a red carpet
1:55Damn
1:55Oh it's quiet in the evening
1:59Dust on the ceiling
2:01I wrote a note to all I've known
2:06Was never the right time
2:09I said my goodbyes
2:12Knock on the door but no one's home
2:17Tap on the window
2:17I thought that the reaper
2:18Was tucking me into my bed
2:19It was a cop and the way
2:20That he found me
2:21He thought he was pulling out somebody dead
2:23Calling me lucky and telling me
2:24Somebody's coming to put me together again
2:26Suddenly something was changing
2:27I'm feeling like I can see
2:28Life through a different lens
2:30Now it's all hitting me
2:30What was I thinking
2:31Thought I didn't wanna survive
2:32Hard to believe a coincidence didn't just happen
2:34And all of this wasn't a sign
2:36But in that time is
2:37When I noticed that I felt alive
2:39I had to cheat death to realize
2:41I didn't wanna die
Oh it's quiet in the evening Dust on the ceiling Knock on the door but no one's home Feel myself slipping And I hop in the whip Thinking a night drive will settle me And I'll get a grip I put my foot down on the gas And now I'm starting to drift And I can feel my heart beating deep Inside of my ribs Going over all scenarios And all the what-if's I think that it's about time I try to give 'em they wish I'm thinking 'bout a way to end it So it's painless and quick And go from someone they know Into somebody they'll miss I could hit a brick wall Like all the ones that I built Around myself or maybe swallow down A bottle of pills But maybe not 'Cause I can't even learn to swallow the guilt Or tell my therapist the way I ******* actually feel Homie ****'s getting real 'Cause I'm sick of the pain Got the drive inside of me From never catching a break It's an infection I can feel it Spreading out in my veins And the only to beat it is accepting my fate Oh it's quiet in the evening Dust on the ceiling I wrote a note to all I've known Was never the right time I said my goodbyes Knock on the door but no one's home I'm exhausted from circling inside of my head I'm feeling nauseous struggling With catching my breath 100-pound weight buried deep inside of my chest I'm going round eight Waking up and covered in sweat With nothing left to give And nothing left to lose I'm thinking this is it It's time to make my move I rip out every stitch Open up all my wounds To feed the emptiness I got a date with fumes I'm filling my garage with carbon monoxide While I'm on the phone with the suicide hotline Telling 'em my life sucks I'm ready to swap sides And when I'm gone time Will keep on moving clockwise Nah I'ma end this with the way it started The Hollywood way They can milk and market A knife from my back to my wrist and carve it And finally give myself a red carpet Damn Oh it's quiet in the evening Dust on the ceiling I wrote a note to all I've known Was never the right time I said my goodbyes Knock on the door but no one's home Tap on the window I thought that the reaper Was tucking me into my bed It was a cop and the way That he found me He thought he was pulling out somebody dead Calling me lucky and telling me Somebody's coming to put me together again Suddenly something was changing I'm feeling like I can see Life through a different lens Now it's all hitting me What was I thinking Thought I didn't wanna survive Hard to believe a coincidence didn't just happen And all of this wasn't a sign But in that time is When I noticed that I felt alive I had to cheat death to realize I didn't wanna die
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