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LEMON DROP

from THE MIXGRAPE by Berried Alive

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I am a failure it’s self diagnosed
Never made it but damn I came close
Now I’m Aimlessly roaming this earth like a ghost
I hated this life but I’ll fix It in post
I think the most hopeless word is almost

Racing head first down a rough mental decline
Grieving the death of these daydreams of mine
Mourning the wastefulness of my time
Hating myself but pretending it’s fine

Practicing patience is something that I hate
I want it all and I wont wait
Cursed with ideas and no will to create
Yearn to be something, afraid it’s too late

It’s too late

Now I’m aimlessly roaming this earth like a ghost
I hated this life but I’ll fix it in post
I think the most hopeless word is almost

Realizing nothing will ever be the same
How much disappointment can one life contain?
Desperately searching for someone to blame
Time is a demon, I spit right in its face
Future wide open, I’ve cancelled my plans
Let my ambition slip right through my hands

Practicing patience is something that I hate
I want it all and I wont wait
Cursed with ideas and no will to create
Yearn to be something, afraid it’s too late

Drowning myself in the sinking feeling
That life’s all closed doors and shatterproof ceilings

Turning back
I’m facing facts
I know that
I am a failure it’s self diagnosed
Never made it but damn I came close
Now I’m aimlessly roaming this earth like a ghost
I hated this life but I’ll fix It in post
I think the most hopeless word is almost

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from THE MIXGRAPE, released July 9, 2021

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