Baby
One last time
I write it down with a pen and paper now
Swimmin' in your own blood, from a self-inflicted gunshot wound
All the while
These scary thoughts used to shake my brittle bones
All that's left of you
These old pages align like tombstones
Off the wagon, dive head first into the grave
I'm sure you'll find God someday
A born again, same old baby you've always been
And you can't wait to lie here
Cold days in hell
Is your favorite weather, as far as we can tell
Don't call it a comeback, don't call it an anniversary
Swimmin' in your own blood
This is my favorite injury from a self-inflicted puncture wound
Off the wagon, dive head first into the grave
I'm sure you'll find God someday
A born again, same damn baby you've always been
It's been a while now get ready to die
It's been a while now get ready to die
Now that you can see the bitter half of me
I watch you grow up, I watch you die out it's like your life's stuck on repeat
I heard you clappin' loud for me, you're such a bad act
Is that all you have?
You're such a bad act
Is that all you have?
Is that all you have?
Off the wagon, dive head first into the grave
I'm sure you'll find God someday
A born again, same old baby you've always been
Same old baby you've always been
Same old baby you've always been
And you can't wait to lie here
I write it down with a pen and paper now
Swimmin' in your own blood, from a self-inflicted gunshot wound
All the while
These scary thoughts used to shake my brittle bones
All that's left of you
These old pages align like tombstones
Off the wagon, dive head first into the grave
I'm sure you'll find God someday
A born again, same old baby you've always been
And you can't wait to lie here
Cold days in hell
Is your favorite weather, as far as we can tell
Don't call it a comeback, don't call it an anniversary
Swimmin' in your own blood
This is my favorite injury from a self-inflicted puncture wound
Off the wagon, dive head first into the grave
I'm sure you'll find God someday
A born again, same damn baby you've always been
It's been a while now get ready to die
It's been a while now get ready to die
Now that you can see the bitter half of me
I watch you grow up, I watch you die out it's like your life's stuck on repeat
I heard you clappin' loud for me, you're such a bad act
Is that all you have?
You're such a bad act
Is that all you have?
Is that all you have?
Off the wagon, dive head first into the grave
I'm sure you'll find God someday
A born again, same old baby you've always been
Same old baby you've always been
Same old baby you've always been
And you can't wait to lie here
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Writer(s): Franck Simon Samama
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