Noise Fatigue by Trap Bandits Lyrics
Escaping
An eight letter word
Humbled by it's meaning hope it leads to a better world
Diseased
By the town that's birthed I
Planned on being fond of my roots, now it's cursed me
Driven
By the thought that I can leave
Unshackled from the sickness so I can finally breath
Small-town affliction, always wanted something more
Started writing down my feelings and it opened up the door
Never really figured that my life would have a meaning, but
Tyler dropped an album and then I started believing
Cast the veil from my tired eyes
Grab the red pill and open wide, no longer hope I die
Life's calling metamorphosed
The highway's my walk across the stage at graduation
It's either I burn my carburetor out before the next gas station
Or make it past Barstow at the end of the desert
Don't know the name of the road but it's the way to get better
Trying to leave, they've been lying to me
Can't really say I put enough effort behind on the beats
I'd put a little more if I knew what I was in for
The future isn't something you can buy in stores
Been poor and don't care if I am for the rest of my life
As long as I get messed up tonight, I should question that, right?
What if I answer it wrong? What if my parents actually got along?
Wish for what's not real, make it then
Created reality made up in the bed I been laying in
And say to them what I've never said before, when your bed's a floor
Time to turn your dream into a goal you'll never score
Ball hard is all I got, stop trying to exist
Prove me wrong when I die, that's a plot twist
Put me in hell as long as I'm not here
Shattered existence, spilled thoughts and dropped beer
I have a lot of thoughts that are not clear
I'd like to figure out how I got here
I don't know, the last one was a lost year
No need to be stressed, disregard the fact that you're depressed and you can easily step
Forwards with more words, no need to take it
Beyond the point that you can feasibly stretch
Keep your demons in check or you might just find all your love will leak from your chest
And burn a hole in the floor, careful of falling through
And don't let your soul be ignored, follow through
Fully adore, ask them all to bully you more and learn from it
At least now you know you can take the bridge and burn this shit
And ask yourself what perfect is, it doesn't exist
It's nothingness, class fucking dismissed
An eight letter word
Humbled by it's meaning hope it leads to a better world
Diseased
By the town that's birthed I
Planned on being fond of my roots, now it's cursed me
Driven
By the thought that I can leave
Unshackled from the sickness so I can finally breath
Small-town affliction, always wanted something more
Started writing down my feelings and it opened up the door
Never really figured that my life would have a meaning, but
Tyler dropped an album and then I started believing
Cast the veil from my tired eyes
Grab the red pill and open wide, no longer hope I die
Life's calling metamorphosed
The highway's my walk across the stage at graduation
It's either I burn my carburetor out before the next gas station
Or make it past Barstow at the end of the desert
Don't know the name of the road but it's the way to get better
Trying to leave, they've been lying to me
Can't really say I put enough effort behind on the beats
I'd put a little more if I knew what I was in for
The future isn't something you can buy in stores
Been poor and don't care if I am for the rest of my life
As long as I get messed up tonight, I should question that, right?
What if I answer it wrong? What if my parents actually got along?
Wish for what's not real, make it then
Created reality made up in the bed I been laying in
And say to them what I've never said before, when your bed's a floor
Time to turn your dream into a goal you'll never score
Ball hard is all I got, stop trying to exist
Prove me wrong when I die, that's a plot twist
Put me in hell as long as I'm not here
Shattered existence, spilled thoughts and dropped beer
I have a lot of thoughts that are not clear
I'd like to figure out how I got here
I don't know, the last one was a lost year
No need to be stressed, disregard the fact that you're depressed and you can easily step
Forwards with more words, no need to take it
Beyond the point that you can feasibly stretch
Keep your demons in check or you might just find all your love will leak from your chest
And burn a hole in the floor, careful of falling through
And don't let your soul be ignored, follow through
Fully adore, ask them all to bully you more and learn from it
At least now you know you can take the bridge and burn this shit
And ask yourself what perfect is, it doesn't exist
It's nothingness, class fucking dismissed