Tape
Blood on the tape, yeah
Blood on the tape, yeah
What do you do if your wishes don't come true?
Throw them aside and keep moving toward new, cruel letdowns?
Whoever told you life would be child's play was a bloody liar
The view's nice but the higher you climb the more violent the wind turns
The crying won't help, you saw it coming
Money draws in buzzards boldly circling
Keep the day ones near
Buckle up for plot twists
Life's a sadist
Okay, okay, okay, alright
Put a piece of paper between two blood brothers
Watch it bleed them dry, that's how Romulus killed Remus
Just a while ago you were all 'bout best man plans
Now you're the one lying on the altar
Bruised, beaten, brutally backstabbed
All on your own, left with nothing but the kiss of Judas
The true nightmares revolve 'round the turncoats, not the Kruegers
People ain't ever 'round until the phone starts ringing
Smoke and mirrors up, David Blaine, hide that feel that you can't kill
Swag like Steve Harvey's keeps me staggeringly tranquil
Bottle up the losses like the genie, where's Christina
Just because you could give up doesn't mean you should
We'll all end up a big pile o' bones when the tape ends
Why not keep fighting 'til the bitter end?
Blood on the tape, yeah
What do you do if your wishes don't come true?
Throw them aside and keep moving toward new, cruel letdowns?
Whoever told you life would be child's play was a bloody liar
The view's nice but the higher you climb the more violent the wind turns
The crying won't help, you saw it coming
Money draws in buzzards boldly circling
Keep the day ones near
Buckle up for plot twists
Life's a sadist
Okay, okay, okay, alright
Put a piece of paper between two blood brothers
Watch it bleed them dry, that's how Romulus killed Remus
Just a while ago you were all 'bout best man plans
Now you're the one lying on the altar
Bruised, beaten, brutally backstabbed
All on your own, left with nothing but the kiss of Judas
The true nightmares revolve 'round the turncoats, not the Kruegers
People ain't ever 'round until the phone starts ringing
Smoke and mirrors up, David Blaine, hide that feel that you can't kill
Swag like Steve Harvey's keeps me staggeringly tranquil
Bottle up the losses like the genie, where's Christina
Just because you could give up doesn't mean you should
We'll all end up a big pile o' bones when the tape ends
Why not keep fighting 'til the bitter end?
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Writer(s): Timi Tamminen
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