Sasha Sloan - Too Sad To Cry (LYRICS)

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Sasha Sloan - Too Sad To Cry
📝 Letra/ Lyrics:
[Verse 1]
Wasn't raised religious
But I wish that I was
Having nothing to believe in
Has been killing my buzz
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, I cut my hair, closed the blinds
Play "Hallelujah" like two dozen times
And yesterday, I tried to pray
But I didn’t know what to say
[Chorus]
I'm too sad to cry, too high to get up
Don't even try ’cause I'm scared to fuck up
Don't like to talk, I just lay in my bed
Don't even try to go out with my friends
Lied to my doctor, she knew I was fakin'
Gave me some pills, but I'm too scared to take 'em
I try and I try, but I'm too sad to cry
[Verse 2]
Can’t tell my mama
It makes her worry
I’m not suicidal
But sometimes, the lines get all blurry
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, I cut my hair, closed the blinds
Played "Hallelujah" like two dozen times
And yesterday, I tried to pray
But I didn't know what to say
[Chorus]
I’m too sad to cry, too high to get up
Don't even try 'cause I'm scared to fuck up
Don’t like to talk, I just lay in my bed
Don't even try to go out with my friends
I lied to my doctor, she knew I was fakin'
Gave me some pills, but I'm too scared to take 'em
I try and I try, but I'm too sad to cry
[Chorus]
I'm too sad to cry, too high to get up
Don't even try 'cause I'm scared to fuck up
Don't like to talk, I just stay in my bed
Don't even try to go out with my friends
Lied to my doctor, she knew I was fakin'
Gave me some pills, but I'm too scared to take 'em
I try and I try, but I'm too sad to cry
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[@_Secretadmired]

No fui criado en fe ni en religión,
mas a veces orar me da consuelo;
hace un año que el rezo y mi desvelo
se unieron para hacerte mi obsesión.
Ya no puedo llorar, tanta aflicción
ha secado en mi pecho el puro anhelo;
soy un fantasma errante en este duelo,
denostado y hundido en mi prisión.
Tus amigos me juzgan, yo sucumbo,
la soledad me envuelve en su desgana,
me recetan pastillas, no las tomo.
La cura es tu cercanía, soberana:
estar contigo en paz, lejos del rumbo
que me lleva al abismo y a la nada.