Too Many Dead

Too many dead, every headline dread
Keep it out of my head
I don't know what I can say now
Another one, gone way too young
I just hold my tongue
I don't want to be the next one

Yeah, R.I.P. Lil Peep (Peep)
R.I.P. to the greats (greats)
Mac Miller R.I.P. (Mac)
And X, shit ain't the same
Gets scary these days
Being in this lane
If I don't make it, please just memorize my name
I'm struggling and sometimes I don't know if I'm alright
In the darkest state of mind 'cause all my idols fucking die
No one left I can look up to it's just me myself and I
For all my fans I gotta find the strength to try and stay alive

(Yeah) Running from myself, man, I've been living like this
I've been running from the pain and I don't wanna go back now
Running from myself, man, I've been living like this
I've been running from the pain and I don't wanna go back now

Too many dead, every headline dread
Keep it out of my head
I don't know what I can say now
Another one, gone way too young
I just hold my tongue
I don't want to be the next one

Too many dead, every headline dread
Keep it out of my head
I don't know what I can say now
Another one, gone way too young
I just hold my tongue
I don't want to be the next one

Sick of the death
Sick of the sickness
Where the fuck is everybody when you need the help the most?
All the idols turn to ghost
I watch the life fade from your inner fire
But the flame still burns in the hearts that you've inspired
Six feet
Tell me it's a sick dream, wake me
Paranoia never knowing when the reaper takes me
Another day another death from something so preventive
I guess I'll just keep my fucking head up until the day I'm finished

Running from myself, man, I've been living like this
I've been running from the pain and I don't wanna go back now
Running from myself, man, I've been living like this
I've been running from the pain and I don't wanna go back now

Too many dead, every headline dread
Keep it out of my head
I don't know what I can say now
Another one, gone way too young
I just hold my tongue
I don't want to be the next one

Too many dead, every headline dread
Keep it out of my head
I don't know what I can say now
Another one, gone way too young
I just hold my tongue
I don't want to be the next one

Too many dead, every headline dread
Keep it out of my head
I don't know what I can say now
Another one, gone way too young
I just hold my tongue
I don't want to be the next one



Credits
Writer(s): Joshua Chace Ashcraft, Daniel Jacob Hill
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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