Reckless
The writings on me
Scratch it off until I bleed
Claw my way to the light
Dreading what's in sight
The gun is loaded can't undo what's done
I'm ready for my cross
Quick thrills I can't outrun
They play these wicked games
Expect me to behave
And then I come around
And play their fool again
They play these wicked games
The writings on me
Scratch it off until I bleed
Claw my way to the light
Dreading what's in sight
Need something to chase away the pain
Days turn into night
It's coursing through my veins
Words crawling in my skin
Abandoned left for dead
Succumbed to what's in store
Greet voices in my head
I feel it, it's crawling inside me
Surrounded by multiple zombies
You cover your face, you hide in your place
So many already are down beat
You're fucking with karma
The universe is sending a fucking alarma
Everyone knows, be on your toes
Leave in two shakes of a Honda
Guys can't trust with the cease
Frantic government seize
Heart pumping like a car running
It wants that soul to squeeze
And you keep on running but you go nowhere
And you feel it stares and it's closing in
Like a rabid dog, it go no leash
It follows you, it can't be beat
The writings on me
Scratch it off until I bleed
Claw my way to the light
Dreading what's in sight
Time moves slow as it goes (they play these wicked games)
You deal my blow (they play these wicked games)
Time moves slow as it goes (they play these wicked games)
No one knows (they play these wicked games)
Scratch it off until I bleed
Claw my way to the light
Dreading what's in sight
The gun is loaded can't undo what's done
I'm ready for my cross
Quick thrills I can't outrun
They play these wicked games
Expect me to behave
And then I come around
And play their fool again
They play these wicked games
The writings on me
Scratch it off until I bleed
Claw my way to the light
Dreading what's in sight
Need something to chase away the pain
Days turn into night
It's coursing through my veins
Words crawling in my skin
Abandoned left for dead
Succumbed to what's in store
Greet voices in my head
I feel it, it's crawling inside me
Surrounded by multiple zombies
You cover your face, you hide in your place
So many already are down beat
You're fucking with karma
The universe is sending a fucking alarma
Everyone knows, be on your toes
Leave in two shakes of a Honda
Guys can't trust with the cease
Frantic government seize
Heart pumping like a car running
It wants that soul to squeeze
And you keep on running but you go nowhere
And you feel it stares and it's closing in
Like a rabid dog, it go no leash
It follows you, it can't be beat
The writings on me
Scratch it off until I bleed
Claw my way to the light
Dreading what's in sight
Time moves slow as it goes (they play these wicked games)
You deal my blow (they play these wicked games)
Time moves slow as it goes (they play these wicked games)
No one knows (they play these wicked games)
Credits
Writer(s): Jay Gomez, Lily Gomez, Joselenny Gomez, Carina Gomez
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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