Violence
Come on
You got so sick I thought I'd die
You got so down I couldn't get high
You make it harder and harder for me to know who I am
So this time I gotta hear it if you give a goddamn
Gimme, gimme, gimme, just a bit of your time
Gimme, gimme, gimme, just a bit of your touch
Your violence feels like kisses to me
Your silence makes it harder to breathe
Your distance feels like I'm not enough
I need your touch
Your violence feels like kisses to me
Your silence makes it harder to breathe
Your distance feels like I'm not enough
You're gonna sorry when I'm gone
You got so lost I forgot who I was
You got so loud, aww baby, I shut up
I get so scared and it gets you off
The sound of hell in my ears when the fear takes hold of me
Gimme, gimme, gimme, just a bit of your time
Gimme, gimme, gimme, just a bit of your touch
You're gonna wish I was never born
In another place, in another life
I'll take another drink, it could be alright
In another place, in another time
Take another drink, it could be alright
Your violence feels like kisses to me
Your silence makes it harder to breathe
Your distance makes me feel all numb, give it up
Your violence feels like kisses to me
Your silence makes it harder to breathe
Your distance makes me feels I'm not enough
I crave your touch
(Your violence feels like kisses to me)
(Your silence makes it harder to breathe) I crave your touch
(Your distance feels like I'm not enough)
(Make another try)
(Make me feel alive)
You're gonna be sorry when I'm gone (make me feel alive, make me feel alive)
You got so sick I thought I'd die
You got so down I couldn't get high
You make it harder and harder for me to know who I am
So this time I gotta hear it if you give a goddamn
Gimme, gimme, gimme, just a bit of your time
Gimme, gimme, gimme, just a bit of your touch
Your violence feels like kisses to me
Your silence makes it harder to breathe
Your distance feels like I'm not enough
I need your touch
Your violence feels like kisses to me
Your silence makes it harder to breathe
Your distance feels like I'm not enough
You're gonna sorry when I'm gone
You got so lost I forgot who I was
You got so loud, aww baby, I shut up
I get so scared and it gets you off
The sound of hell in my ears when the fear takes hold of me
Gimme, gimme, gimme, just a bit of your time
Gimme, gimme, gimme, just a bit of your touch
You're gonna wish I was never born
In another place, in another life
I'll take another drink, it could be alright
In another place, in another time
Take another drink, it could be alright
Your violence feels like kisses to me
Your silence makes it harder to breathe
Your distance makes me feel all numb, give it up
Your violence feels like kisses to me
Your silence makes it harder to breathe
Your distance makes me feels I'm not enough
I crave your touch
(Your violence feels like kisses to me)
(Your silence makes it harder to breathe) I crave your touch
(Your distance feels like I'm not enough)
(Make another try)
(Make me feel alive)
You're gonna be sorry when I'm gone (make me feel alive, make me feel alive)
Credits
Writer(s): Frank Iero
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