Testo Disorder Iwan James
i didnât come here for forgiveness, i just need to tell someone. my story and the truth in these lies, and the things that i have done.
well i used to be a hero, these days iâm not so sure, while iâve fought my demons and the terrible rain. a disordered private war.
[chorus] :
in disorder, disorder, canât stop myself slipping down. canât turn myself around.
now i canât buy protection and i canât steal beliefs, too old to live and too young to die, hard nights, strange days indeed.
thereâs always someone on my back but i canât turn around. spend my time just lookinâ up, itâs the only view from the ground.
[ bridge ] :
this poison courses through my veins, this disorder in my head. like a smack, crack, tab or a stab in the back.
and now i think iâm hooked again.