Plenty of Sorrows Lyrics

I've had a deal with the devil

She tried to make me bad

Now she is in love with the gorgeous angel

And I know who's god's favorite

There is an undeniable fact

And I know that even god can't handle

This is his retirement

I've been rebellious against everything I have

Let's try to figure out who has controls in hand

I'm the reason why you have an almighty death

Stop asking me how you can do because you can't

Take me to where I belong

I don't know who can run for the throne

I'm in a rari while you tryna crawl

Roads are mine while you paying for toll

(Ay, ay)

I was a child that is not loved

It makes me puke from now on

What I saw scared me hell out

But I'm still living this shit life

I'm starting to lose my sanity

Not dealing with my vanity

Didn't do anything to live for it

Maybe, need eternal therapy

I was kidnapped by the people

They caught me in my funeral

And I know they tryna save me

They saved me and they blamed me

There are plenty of sorrows

And I cannot find its source

Those are making me gross

And I cannot find my toast

Maybe I end up my life

You will never know its side

Maybe I will never thrive

Those are making me cry

There are plenty of sorrows

And I cannot find its source

Those are making me gross

And I cannot find my toast

Maybe I end up my life

You will never know its side

Maybe I will never thrive

Those are making me cry

I've never tasted it

When it comes to happiness I no more chase for it

Not happy that means I have no debt to pay for it

Can't be satisfied but I chose this path for me

(Yeah)

Never told anyone I'm broken as you

The one who feels the pain mostly about you

I will spit what I think, they probably will sue

They need to figure it out, I will not give clue

Who the fuck sacrifice himself

I gotta step by myself

You should never ask for their help

I'm done with my own pretend

I decided to more like who I am

I came up as the loneliest man

I actually know who is to blame

And it made all the people same

I have nothing I can be related to

I told everyone I am not for you

In my first appearance I can seem cruel

I've been trying to tell that it's not true

There are plenty of sorrows

And I cannot find its source

Those are making me gross

And I cannot find my toast

Maybe I end up my life

You will never know its side

Maybe I will never thrive

Those are making me cry

There are plenty of sorrows

And I cannot find its source

Those are making me gross

And I cannot find my toast

Maybe I end up my life

You will never know its side

Maybe I will never thrive

Those are making me cry