Screwed It Up - Limblifter

What day is it?

Am I still young?

My empty head where good fell out

And strength ain’t muscle, make your bomb

Excuse;

your roots, this place your mom?

And twisted as I feel dissolved

We drive alone pissed up on doubt

I’m not mad

I’m not mad

I screwed up

I screwed it, I screwed it

I screwed up

Now you pick up where I left off,

Cause I won’t take it far enough

And I have always let you down

Trapped in your world that I held up

Bellow out repressed ship &sail

Throwout your regret, days i killed

I’m not mad

I’m not mad

I screwed up

I screwed it up

I screwed it, I screwed it

I screwed up