Still_Bloom - Melancholia

Pulling at these threads I’m unraveling, dismantling all that I am searching for happiness
I can’t pretend that I’m not disappointed, this fucking voice in my head is telling me it’s pointless
I scream, I scream that I’m fine with everything I have left, but I’m struggling
I can’t swallow my pride and talk to my friends, I’m suicide obsessed- worshipping the sickness

This madness has become a part of me
I need this release, I need the suffering
This melancholia sleeps in my veins

Pulling at these threads I’m unraveling, dismantling all that I am searching for happiness
I can’t pretend that I’m not disappointed, this fucking voice in my head is telling me it’s pointless
Tearing into my skin, I start to feel it
A sense of relief comes with the bleeding
Shades of red, clouds of death
I draw my face on- happy again

Post-traumatic stressed to death, I want nothing more than for this to end
String me up and let me fall down, I’d rather swing than fucking spiral

Dopamine bury into me
I need this release, I need the suffering
This madness has become a part of me
I need this release, I need the suffering
This melancholia sleeps in my veins
Dopamine (dopamine), bury into me
I need this release, I need the suffering