Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song UNFORTUNATE, artist - Ryan Oakes.
Date of issue: 07.01.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
UNFORTUNATE |
Fucked up, think that I’m on the last straw |
Drunk texts 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 counted me out |
Wishing that I could bounce right back but the amount of hate |
It made me drown, I’m in need of a drought |
While they were chasing clout, my head was in the clouds |
Tryna find some fucking piece of mind in this shitty paradigm |
With an over-flawed 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’d spend |
Feeling sorry and playing the victim |
Wasting every day to wallow around in my dread |
But I guess it can get addictive |
(In 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 |
I ain’t an 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 fuckin' bright when they’re with me they’re getting sunburnt |
Not somebody out the woodwork when I 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 snake skin (Fuck that!) |
You fix the puzzle, and you’ll see the world shapeshift (Fuck that!) |
And they come 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’d spend |
Feeling sorry and playing the victim |
Wasting every day to wallow around in my dread |
But I guess it can get addictive |
(In 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’d spend |
Feeling sorry and playing the victim |
Wasting every day to wallow around in my dread |
But I guess it can get addictive |
(In a series of unfortunate events) |