Fade Out
Hey now, did you fade out?
Did you hurt yourself on the way down?
Did your blood run cold?
Did you sell your soul?
Hey now, did you fade out?
Did you hurt yourself on the way down?
Did your blood run cold?
Did you sell your soul?
Lookin' for someone to help as you reachin' your hands to the sky, standin' in line
Damaged as I am, you wouldn't be beggin' to swing as you're lookin' the man in the eye
I don't got plans yet to die, demandin' what's mine
Maskin' the bag through the back door
I don't got nobody to turn to, except who I am as I sigh, ran through my mind
Once again I can't pretend to be anything except the enemy of me
I don't need to spend my energy on anything except the end and when and where it leads
What the fuck's the point in temptin' me?
That just gives you one percentage less to breathe
Fuck you said to me? I ain't gonna end up like you motherfuckers standing next to me
Hey now, did you fade out?
Did you hurt yourself on the way down?
Did your blood run cold?
Did you sell your soul?
Hey now, did you fade out?
Did you hurt yourself on the way down?
Did your blood run cold?
Did you sell your soul?
I prayed you would survive, but it's time for you to die
Can't keep you alive, I can't keep choosing sides
You try to lose your race, you aim to save your soul
I'm lookin' through the sights, ain't never been to hell before
But I can show you how it feels to lose your life
Though you've never lived, no, we never right our wrongs
And I can't give you to realize
Once again I can't pretend to be anything except the enemy of me
I don't need to spend my energy on anything except the end and when and where it leads
What the fuck's the point in temptin' me?
That just gives you one percentage less to breathe
Fuck you said to me? I ain't gonna end up like you motherfuckers standing next to me
Hey now, did you fade out?
Did you hurt yourself on the way down?
Did your blood run cold?
Did you sell your soul?
Hey now, did you fade out?
Did you hurt yourself on the way down?
Did your blood run cold?
Did you sell your soul?
What happened to the person that you used to be?
I wish they were here
For all the reasons that I couldn't let you breathe
Takes away my fear
What happened to the person that you used to be?
I wish they were here
Oh-oh-oh, I wish they were here
Hey now, did you fade out?
Did you hurt yourself on the way down?
Did your blood run cold?
Did you sell your soul?
Hey now, did you fade out?
Did you hurt yourself on the way down?
Did your blood run cold?
Did you sell your soul?
Did you hurt yourself on the way down?
Did your blood run cold?
Did you sell your soul?
Hey now, did you fade out?
Did you hurt yourself on the way down?
Did your blood run cold?
Did you sell your soul?
Lookin' for someone to help as you reachin' your hands to the sky, standin' in line
Damaged as I am, you wouldn't be beggin' to swing as you're lookin' the man in the eye
I don't got plans yet to die, demandin' what's mine
Maskin' the bag through the back door
I don't got nobody to turn to, except who I am as I sigh, ran through my mind
Once again I can't pretend to be anything except the enemy of me
I don't need to spend my energy on anything except the end and when and where it leads
What the fuck's the point in temptin' me?
That just gives you one percentage less to breathe
Fuck you said to me? I ain't gonna end up like you motherfuckers standing next to me
Hey now, did you fade out?
Did you hurt yourself on the way down?
Did your blood run cold?
Did you sell your soul?
Hey now, did you fade out?
Did you hurt yourself on the way down?
Did your blood run cold?
Did you sell your soul?
I prayed you would survive, but it's time for you to die
Can't keep you alive, I can't keep choosing sides
You try to lose your race, you aim to save your soul
I'm lookin' through the sights, ain't never been to hell before
But I can show you how it feels to lose your life
Though you've never lived, no, we never right our wrongs
And I can't give you to realize
Once again I can't pretend to be anything except the enemy of me
I don't need to spend my energy on anything except the end and when and where it leads
What the fuck's the point in temptin' me?
That just gives you one percentage less to breathe
Fuck you said to me? I ain't gonna end up like you motherfuckers standing next to me
Hey now, did you fade out?
Did you hurt yourself on the way down?
Did your blood run cold?
Did you sell your soul?
Hey now, did you fade out?
Did you hurt yourself on the way down?
Did your blood run cold?
Did you sell your soul?
What happened to the person that you used to be?
I wish they were here
For all the reasons that I couldn't let you breathe
Takes away my fear
What happened to the person that you used to be?
I wish they were here
Oh-oh-oh, I wish they were here
Hey now, did you fade out?
Did you hurt yourself on the way down?
Did your blood run cold?
Did you sell your soul?
Hey now, did you fade out?
Did you hurt yourself on the way down?
Did your blood run cold?
Did you sell your soul?
Credits
Writer(s): George William Regan, Chester Krupa Carbone, Andrew Migliore, Matthew Cullen, Jordon Terrell
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