Lyrics:
balled up fists
Will I ever get to the bottom of a long hit list?
I don't think so
Take so many pills I oughta be dead, tryin' to drown out these voices
the swell
But when we emerge from the water it's hard as hell
Don't dwell on the implications
Don't sell your soul for medication
Love me like I'm dead
Love
Tell me why I can’t catch you
You're always on the run
Don’t start giving up on me
I’m almost breaking through
Dance with the Dead
Dance with
Ready already we're dead, we're dead already
We transcend, we're not dead already, yeah
Ready already we're dead, we're dead already
We transcend
Mamma always said that I would be dead
Before I left this town
I wanted to prove her wrong, but I guess
I have a habit of letting down
cnd father
confused ain't you?
You suppose to be
Till you surrender you can call me the anomaly
Through Christ I'm alive as a dead man
Dead man
Listen to a dead man
Look at you
Be my sweetie
Be my honey tonight
'Cause you're beautiful
(Drop dead)
Beautiful
(Drop dead)
Beautiful
(Drop dead)
Beautiful
Look at you
Be my sweetie
Be my honey tonight
'Cause you're beautiful
(Drop dead)
Beautiful
(Drop dead)
Beautiful
(Drop dead)
Beautiful
Too late I'm dead, reposition, plenty, extraction
Demanding the best psychiatrist, psychic soothsayers
(Soothsayers)
Analyzing my instincts, you
a timeline where I crocked. Hearing yelling to bring him back,
These sirens just flooding my head.
Still feeling the tears of my wife thinking that I'm dead
Your life we will take
Gone with the night
When the unholy demons of dawn pray
When the sunlight is dead we're reborn
We are dead until dark -
When
Dig you better dead, I'd dig you better dead (I'd dig you)
Dig you better dead, I'd dig you better dead
Dig you better dead, I'd dig you better
Dead Plug, Dead Plug, dead Plug — твой друг — твой враг.
Dead Plug, Dead Plug, dead Plug, Dead Plug, Dead Plug.
Dead Plug, Dead Plug, dead Plug —
I’m in the backseat of the truck
Headed to Venice
Fakes talking about my Franchise
Not trynna have no conversation if it’s not bout Dead Guys
Dead
Dead cities
Этот город стал мне чуждым
Этот город как не мой
Я гуляю по району
Словно по земле чужой
Dead cities
Dead cities
Dead cities
Dead
baseball bat
If you hurt me you dead, bitch hurt me you dead
I'm the police fuck the cops, snich the niggs fuck the goth
Fuck the bitchies fuck the banker
Talking on the phone
(You dead black)
Being all alone
(You dead black)
Jogging in the street
(You dead black)
Getting food to eat
Sleeping in my bed
Я Dead party boy
Я Dead party boy
Я Dead party boy
Я не буду с тобой
Я Dead party boy
Мёртв но типо живой
Я Dead party boy
Нахуй твой пуси-пуси бой
絶対曲げないスタイル
推し切る私のライフ
ご理解いただくスタイル
そうじゃないと I'm dead
遊び続ける good time
順番じゃないぜこのライフ
ご理解いただくスタイル
そうじゃないと I'm dead
絶対曲げないスタイル
推し切る私のライフ
Nobunaga
Guess who’s back from the dead?
Back, Back, Back, Back From the Dead
Nobunaga
Guess who’s back from the dead?
Back, Back, Back, Back From
I wish I was dead and cold
I wish I was dead
I wish I was dead and cold
I wish I was dead
I wish I was dead and cold
I wish I was dead
I wish I was
Big E, Violent J, Shaggy 2 dope, Madrox, Monoxide
Tell me what the dead like
Whut the dead like?
We be killin' off mainstream
We make it out
Big E, Violent J, Shaggy 2 dope, Madrox, Monoxide Tell me what the dead like Whut the dead like? We be killin' off mainstream We make it out to earn
back road in this town
She'll love you like a Sunday drive
And she'll take your poor heart down
Dead man's curve, dead man's curve
No redemption,
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