Killmyselfforyou
All I wanna do is see your point of view
Truth be told, you won't know, that somewhere in the lines I'd bleed for you, you
How'd we come from love at first sight, now, blood and tears just all fights
All night, trading words like eviction notes on a heart gone vacant
Dead silence in between the shouts like soldiers on the line
Where's the middle ground in this war within these doors
I'd kill myself for you
I'd kill myself for you
I'd kill myself for you
For a way to recover
I know I'm prone to keep my pride between us two
But it's real that I let that shit go
Granted, the scars embedded
I got your back
I want you back all the way
Just, just play back the old days
Try and work this out
Turning back the time to the days
You walking by my side holding hands gripping tight always next to me
Not a lie in your mind
Tell me how you swap all the sudden from a title of a friend to me, to an enemy
On the side across the line aiming back at me
Counting 4,5,6 let em fly, let em fly
Bullets fly by quick, take me down, shoot me out, yea, yea
Face down on the ground out weak over you, yea
Westside, tickin, blow my shit over all this, yea, yea
I'd kill myself for you
I'd kill myself for you
I'd kill myself for you
For a way to recover
For a way to recover
For a way to recover
For a way to recover
Truth be told, you won't know, that somewhere in the lines I'd bleed for you, you
How'd we come from love at first sight, now, blood and tears just all fights
All night, trading words like eviction notes on a heart gone vacant
Dead silence in between the shouts like soldiers on the line
Where's the middle ground in this war within these doors
I'd kill myself for you
I'd kill myself for you
I'd kill myself for you
For a way to recover
I know I'm prone to keep my pride between us two
But it's real that I let that shit go
Granted, the scars embedded
I got your back
I want you back all the way
Just, just play back the old days
Try and work this out
Turning back the time to the days
You walking by my side holding hands gripping tight always next to me
Not a lie in your mind
Tell me how you swap all the sudden from a title of a friend to me, to an enemy
On the side across the line aiming back at me
Counting 4,5,6 let em fly, let em fly
Bullets fly by quick, take me down, shoot me out, yea, yea
Face down on the ground out weak over you, yea
Westside, tickin, blow my shit over all this, yea, yea
I'd kill myself for you
I'd kill myself for you
I'd kill myself for you
For a way to recover
For a way to recover
For a way to recover
For a way to recover
Credits
Writer(s): Yun Chul Shin, Gabby Onme
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.