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Of Montreal – Wintered Debts lyrics
Can't survive another compound day
When my spirit has so much pain
So much bitterness, so much bitterness
I need to teach myself to feel again
Somehow I lost the thread of being human
Wrapped in all this bitterness, so much bitterness
I'm so confused, what is the motion of this ego sickness?
Uselessly believe in myself, hatred?
I can't deal with mourning at the carcass of my failures any longer
Slipping on my own vomit
Tried to call you from a bathroom in South Hollywood,
I was too drunk to formulate any? language, so much bitterness
Too much bitterness
All the people kept saying there is a true belief system
But all my life I've been betrayed by my mother's religion
So much bitterness, too much bitterness
I'm so destroyed what is the purpose of this ego sickness?
Uselessly believe in myself, hatred?
I can't deal with mourning at the carcass of my failures any longer
Any longer
I can't seem to get the saddle
On the spoils of this morbid few
My? of sub-human nature just?
But each dripping all over me
The only regret I have is cherished
Are we posing?
Father, will we starve today? Father will we starve?
Father, will we starve today? Father will we starve?
No, I tried?
It's hard to sympathize
With those who won't fight for themselves
I can't hold both our faces on the flames much longer
The child of our struggle is free
I've fallen out of love with the prisoner
What's to savor?
When my spirit has so much pain
So much bitterness, so much bitterness
I need to teach myself to feel again
Somehow I lost the thread of being human
Wrapped in all this bitterness, so much bitterness
I'm so confused, what is the motion of this ego sickness?
Uselessly believe in myself, hatred?
I can't deal with mourning at the carcass of my failures any longer
Slipping on my own vomit
Tried to call you from a bathroom in South Hollywood,
I was too drunk to formulate any? language, so much bitterness
Too much bitterness
All the people kept saying there is a true belief system
But all my life I've been betrayed by my mother's religion
So much bitterness, too much bitterness
I'm so destroyed what is the purpose of this ego sickness?
Uselessly believe in myself, hatred?
I can't deal with mourning at the carcass of my failures any longer
Any longer
I can't seem to get the saddle
On the spoils of this morbid few
My? of sub-human nature just?
But each dripping all over me
The only regret I have is cherished
Are we posing?
Father, will we starve today? Father will we starve?
Father, will we starve today? Father will we starve?
No, I tried?
It's hard to sympathize
With those who won't fight for themselves
I can't hold both our faces on the flames much longer
The child of our struggle is free
I've fallen out of love with the prisoner
What's to savor?
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