Death note
Don't want to be another has been(has been, has been)
Don't want to be another has been
Complaining when I'm following my passion
Running out of pills I need to ration
Don't know how the fuck you call that fashion
I'm moving on
For better or for worse
Time's going on
And i just want to reverse
Stuck inside a dream ain't really what it seems
All these fake realities run over me
Start a revolution breaking the regime
This is anarchy, yeah
Nobody breaking my path
Probably gonna relapse
Spending my money too fast
I'm always stuck in the past
Feel like I'm gonna collapse
Uh oh, uh oh
Uh oh, uh oh
Don't want to be another has been
Complaining when I'm following my passion
Running out of pills I need to ration
Don't know how the fuck you call that fashion
I'm moving on
For better or for worse
Time's going on
And i just want to reverse
Just wanna reverse
All alone being chased by the reaper
I'm cold and my chest hurts
I might pour another four with a starburst
Composed but I'm still feeling hurt
All the shit I been taking make it worse
Yeah, it hurts (fuck)
It only makes it worse
Uh oh, uh oh
Uh oh, uh oh
Uh oh, uh oh
Don't want to be another has been
Complaining when I'm following my passion
Running out of pills I need to ration
Don't know how the fuck you call that fashion
I'm moving on
For better or for worse
Time's going on
And i just want to reverse
Don't want to be another has been
Complaining when I'm following my passion
Running out of pills I need to ration
Don't know how the fuck you call that fashion
I'm moving on
For better or for worse
Time's going on
And i just want to reverse
Stuck inside a dream ain't really what it seems
All these fake realities run over me
Start a revolution breaking the regime
This is anarchy, yeah
Nobody breaking my path
Probably gonna relapse
Spending my money too fast
I'm always stuck in the past
Feel like I'm gonna collapse
Uh oh, uh oh
Uh oh, uh oh
Don't want to be another has been
Complaining when I'm following my passion
Running out of pills I need to ration
Don't know how the fuck you call that fashion
I'm moving on
For better or for worse
Time's going on
And i just want to reverse
Just wanna reverse
All alone being chased by the reaper
I'm cold and my chest hurts
I might pour another four with a starburst
Composed but I'm still feeling hurt
All the shit I been taking make it worse
Yeah, it hurts (fuck)
It only makes it worse
Uh oh, uh oh
Uh oh, uh oh
Uh oh, uh oh
Don't want to be another has been
Complaining when I'm following my passion
Running out of pills I need to ration
Don't know how the fuck you call that fashion
I'm moving on
For better or for worse
Time's going on
And i just want to reverse
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Writer(s): Noam Robertsson
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