Lyrics
Angels cry
Suicide
Take my hand
Realize
It's all in good fun
Loading my gun
Blow my brains out
Burn and fade out
I hate this
Can we fake it
I made this
Let's base it
I hate this
Can we face it
I made this
Let's base it
Fuck I'm just a fiend
I might dance out in the rain
I keep coming up with numbers till I run out of my brain
I keep looking in the streets for my next dose I might need
All these lovely women all they want are diamonds and a ring
I love these pills but all my friends
They think I just like leaving
I'm kneeling to the beings
Greeting me with bleeding briefings
Revealing what they're stealing
I say that they're not real and
Appealing to my treason
But they know I won't stop healing
I hate this
Can we fake it
I made this
Let's base it
I hate this
Can we face it
I made this
Let's base it
I be waiting and craving
And thinking 'bout the past
I am hating, the fading
I was not built to last
I be waiting and craving
And thinking 'bout the past
I am hating, the fading
I was not built to last
(And no more thoughts)
WRITERS
Zdenek Veselý
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © Regalías Digitales LLC, JN MEDIA MUSIC PUBLISHING
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Top Emotion
Sadness
Sentiment
Theme
Sexual
