Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song A SERIES OF UNFORTUNATE EVENTS, artist - Ryan Oakes. Date of issue: 21.11.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
A SERIES OF UNFORTUNATE EVENTS |
| Fucked up, think that I’m on the last straw |
| Drunk text, I’ll regret after last call |
| I need some space, wishing that I could blast off |
| 'Cause nowadays any buzz doesn’t last long |
| I’m down for the count |
| Always counting me out |
| Wishing that I could bounce |
| Right back, but the amount |
| Of hate, it made me drown |
| I’m in need of a trial |
| While they were chasing clout |
| My head was in the clouds |
| Trynna find some fucking peace of mind |
| In this shitty paradigm |
| With an overfull, basic design |
| And it’s really no surprise |
| (That I thought when I was rich, maybe I’d be my happiest) |
| (I made a quarter-million and I couldn’t buy happiness) |
| I used to think that life was out to get me |
| I hated everything, over and over again |
| Thought the world wanted to forget me |
| I couldn’t count up all of the time that I spent |
| Feeling sorry or playing the victim |
| Wasting every day to wallow around in my dread |
| But I guess it can get addictive |
| (A series of unfortunate events) |
| Maybe I was someone that was shitty in a former life |
| And karma came around, full circle, I was mortified |
| A gaining alcoholic, maybe that shit could be borderline |
| But I don’t need a therapist to tell me that there’s more to life |
| I just need somebody that can give a little comfort |
| Say that I’m so fucking bright when it were me they gettin sunburnt |
| Not somebody out the woodwork when I’ve put in all the lumber |
| And this shit is working out and my career is getting buffer (fuck that) |
| People switching up and shedding they snakeskin (fuck that) |
| You fix the puzzle and you’ll see the world shapeshift (fuck that) |
| And now they’re crawling back when they see the facelift |
| I’m better off without 'em and it’s time that they face it, ugh |
| I used to think that life was out to get me |
| I hated everything, over and over again |
| Thought the world wanted to forget me |
| I couldn’t count up all of the time that I spent |
| Feeling sorry or playing the victim |
| Wasting every day to wallow around in my dread |
| But I guess it can get addictive |
| (A series of unfortunate events) |
| All the tears I’ve shed |
| (All the tears I’ve shed) |
| All the times my breath |
| (All the times my breath) |
| Lost all its strength |
| I came back stronger instead |
| (Stronger instead) |
| I used to think that life was out to get me |
| I hated everything, over and over again |
| Thought the world wanted to forget me |
| I couldn’t count up all of the time that I spent |
| Feeling sorry or playing the victim |
| Wasting every day to wallow around in my dread |
| But I guess it can get addictive |
| (A series of unfortunate events) |