Death of Me
You name the time and place
With you, I'm never safe
You don't feel no shame at all
Just heed the master's call
With your hand on my heart
I'm your manipulated art
Wish it was yesterday
Wish it was yesterday
You are my cyanide
The shiver up my spine
You're messed up in the part??
Counting the passing cars, whoa-oh
You'll be the death of me
Look up and grab the stars
We pushed this way too far, whoa-oh
You'll be the death of me (yeah)
The death of me
You'll be the death of me
You'll be the death of me
Just synthesize my pain??
I wish that my words can explain
You have a hand over me??
You're my enemy
A sacrificial fire??
You're back and come inside the
Knife from the top, I swing
In love emergency
You're my cyanide
The shiver up my spine
You're messed up in the part??
Counting the passing cars, whoa-oh
You'll be the death of me
Look up and grab the stars
We pushed this way too far, whoa-oh
You'll be the death of me
It's far from good
It's far from good
You'd be the end of me
I know you would
You're messed up in the part??
Counting the passing cars, whoa-oh
You'll be the death of me
Look up and grab the stars
We pushed this way too far, whoa-oh
You'll be the death of me
With you, I'm never safe
You don't feel no shame at all
Just heed the master's call
With your hand on my heart
I'm your manipulated art
Wish it was yesterday
Wish it was yesterday
You are my cyanide
The shiver up my spine
You're messed up in the part??
Counting the passing cars, whoa-oh
You'll be the death of me
Look up and grab the stars
We pushed this way too far, whoa-oh
You'll be the death of me (yeah)
The death of me
You'll be the death of me
You'll be the death of me
Just synthesize my pain??
I wish that my words can explain
You have a hand over me??
You're my enemy
A sacrificial fire??
You're back and come inside the
Knife from the top, I swing
In love emergency
You're my cyanide
The shiver up my spine
You're messed up in the part??
Counting the passing cars, whoa-oh
You'll be the death of me
Look up and grab the stars
We pushed this way too far, whoa-oh
You'll be the death of me
It's far from good
It's far from good
You'd be the end of me
I know you would
You're messed up in the part??
Counting the passing cars, whoa-oh
You'll be the death of me
Look up and grab the stars
We pushed this way too far, whoa-oh
You'll be the death of me
Credits
Writer(s): Ryan Creamer, Michael Shaun Brown
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