Doom Lyrics
| Song | Doom |
| Artist | Gavin Castleton |
| Album | #blessed |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| They say depression is a weight that pulls you down | |
| but to be honest I've not found that to be true | |
| it grabs me by the lungs, it tries to lift me off this planet | |
| chewing up the final threads that connect me to you | |
| and I've been running out of things to keep me grounded | |
| I'm having trouble finding love that makes me stick | |
| with every song I try to run it down | |
| before it runs me through | |
| everybody's talking ‘bout progress | |
| but all I see is | |
| Doom | |
| it follows me around | |
| it drips into my shoes | |
| I feel like I'm the only one who sees the future as a noose | |
| I got them future blues, Satan | |
| If you don’t know what I’m going through | |
| I can try to spell it out for you: | |
| Sometimes the sinking starts just thinking ‘bout my cel phone | |
| I wonder how I have so many friends but feel alone | |
| I notice how I feel so weightless when it’s left at home | |
| and how I fill up every space with content that doesn’t leave me content | |
| I start to spiral down through thoughts of population boom | |
| perhaps the cancer starts the second that we leave the womb | |
| it seems the more we’re extricated from the food chain, | |
| the more creative time we have | |
| but the less we have to say | |
| it’s all | |
| Doom | |
| it follows me around | |
| it drips into my shoes | |
| I feel like I'm the only one who sees the future as a noose | |
| I got them future blues | |
| I understand it now | |
| how a man finds himself on a water tower | |
| raining down helter skelter | |
| sell the whole house for the underground shelter | |
| feel the storm comin | |
| I can’t stand still enough to | |
| stop my mind running | |
| I see it play out | |
| this song is a bread crumb, a toast to the empire | |
| enjoy the smell of meat while my feet in the fire | |
| I know I’m not preaching to the choir | |
| whatever | |
| I know you’d rather dance than understand the wiring | |
| truth is overrated, reality is tiresome | |
| cling to the twos and the fours | |
| dance like I’m talking about how young we are | |
| sounding like Fun.-loving folklore | |
| ignore what I’m saying while I desecrate the #blessed dance floor | |
| hard to articulate the great white fate | |
| the end coming nearer | |
| the writing on the mirror | |
| says | |
| Doom | |
| it follows me around | |
| it drips into my shoes | |
| I feel like I'm the only one who sees the future as a noose | |
| I got them future blues | |
| [repeat ad nauseam] |
| They say depression is a weight that pulls you down | |
| but to be honest I' ve not found that to be true | |
| it grabs me by the lungs, it tries to lift me off this planet | |
| chewing up the final threads that connect me to you | |
| and I' ve been running out of things to keep me grounded | |
| I' m having trouble finding love that makes me stick | |
| with every song I try to run it down | |
| before it runs me through | |
| everybody' s talking ' bout progress | |
| but all I see is | |
| Doom | |
| it follows me around | |
| it drips into my shoes | |
| I feel like I' m the only one who sees the future as a noose | |
| I got them future blues, Satan | |
| If you don' t know what I' m going through | |
| I can try to spell it out for you: | |
| Sometimes the sinking starts just thinking ' bout my cel phone | |
| I wonder how I have so many friends but feel alone | |
| I notice how I feel so weightless when it' s left at home | |
| and how I fill up every space with content that doesn' t leave me content | |
| I start to spiral down through thoughts of population boom | |
| perhaps the cancer starts the second that we leave the womb | |
| it seems the more we' re extricated from the food chain, | |
| the more creative time we have | |
| but the less we have to say | |
| it' s all | |
| Doom | |
| it follows me around | |
| it drips into my shoes | |
| I feel like I' m the only one who sees the future as a noose | |
| I got them future blues | |
| I understand it now | |
| how a man finds himself on a water tower | |
| raining down helter skelter | |
| sell the whole house for the underground shelter | |
| feel the storm comin | |
| I can' t stand still enough to | |
| stop my mind running | |
| I see it play out | |
| this song is a bread crumb, a toast to the empire | |
| enjoy the smell of meat while my feet in the fire | |
| I know I' m not preaching to the choir | |
| whatever | |
| I know you' d rather dance than understand the wiring | |
| truth is overrated, reality is tiresome | |
| cling to the twos and the fours | |
| dance like I' m talking about how young we are | |
| sounding like Fun. loving folklore | |
| ignore what I' m saying while I desecrate the blessed dance floor | |
| hard to articulate the great white fate | |
| the end coming nearer | |
| the writing on the mirror | |
| says | |
| Doom | |
| it follows me around | |
| it drips into my shoes | |
| I feel like I' m the only one who sees the future as a noose | |
| I got them future blues | |
| repeat ad nauseam |
| They say depression is a weight that pulls you down | |
| but to be honest I' ve not found that to be true | |
| it grabs me by the lungs, it tries to lift me off this planet | |
| chewing up the final threads that connect me to you | |
| and I' ve been running out of things to keep me grounded | |
| I' m having trouble finding love that makes me stick | |
| with every song I try to run it down | |
| before it runs me through | |
| everybody' s talking ' bout progress | |
| but all I see is | |
| Doom | |
| it follows me around | |
| it drips into my shoes | |
| I feel like I' m the only one who sees the future as a noose | |
| I got them future blues, Satan | |
| If you don' t know what I' m going through | |
| I can try to spell it out for you: | |
| Sometimes the sinking starts just thinking ' bout my cel phone | |
| I wonder how I have so many friends but feel alone | |
| I notice how I feel so weightless when it' s left at home | |
| and how I fill up every space with content that doesn' t leave me content | |
| I start to spiral down through thoughts of population boom | |
| perhaps the cancer starts the second that we leave the womb | |
| it seems the more we' re extricated from the food chain, | |
| the more creative time we have | |
| but the less we have to say | |
| it' s all | |
| Doom | |
| it follows me around | |
| it drips into my shoes | |
| I feel like I' m the only one who sees the future as a noose | |
| I got them future blues | |
| I understand it now | |
| how a man finds himself on a water tower | |
| raining down helter skelter | |
| sell the whole house for the underground shelter | |
| feel the storm comin | |
| I can' t stand still enough to | |
| stop my mind running | |
| I see it play out | |
| this song is a bread crumb, a toast to the empire | |
| enjoy the smell of meat while my feet in the fire | |
| I know I' m not preaching to the choir | |
| whatever | |
| I know you' d rather dance than understand the wiring | |
| truth is overrated, reality is tiresome | |
| cling to the twos and the fours | |
| dance like I' m talking about how young we are | |
| sounding like Fun. loving folklore | |
| ignore what I' m saying while I desecrate the blessed dance floor | |
| hard to articulate the great white fate | |
| the end coming nearer | |
| the writing on the mirror | |
| says | |
| Doom | |
| it follows me around | |
| it drips into my shoes | |
| I feel like I' m the only one who sees the future as a noose | |
| I got them future blues | |
| repeat ad nauseam |
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