Drop Dead
Drop dead
But I never ever wanna wake up
Take me to a cemetery
Bury me in fake love
Carry me to bed, I had enough
But I never wanna
Drop dead
But I never ever wanna wake up
Following a dream will never lead you to a pay cut
Follow me to sleep, and me & Fantasy will make love
Maybe it's drugs
Maybe it's stress
Maybe it's illness instilled in my head
But I'm a wreck
I cannot get myself out of my bed
I'm losing thе air in my breath
I'm sick of this work and I'm scared of my friends
I'm wishing for morе but I'm scared of success
Now I just wish for some rest
I wish to forget
The fact that I'm a clown in stasis
Laughed at by the shrouded faces
I'm a massive amalgamation
Of the talent hatred, and the callous faces
When a motherfuckers downed and wasted
The Maccallan's tasteless as I down it without the chasers
'Til I'm found blacked out in a crowd in Vegas
And the DT's scream till my brows are aching
So I chase these dreams till I'm down sedated
I can't take my life
Till I take the game
If I'm lucid dreaming
It's a nightmare all the same
I can't feel the light
Till I feel the pain
Will I open up my eyes another day
But I never wanna
Drop dead
But I never ever wanna wake up
Take me to a cemetery
Bury me in fake love
Carry me to bed, I had enough
But I never wanna
Drop dead
But I never ever wanna wake up
Following a dream will never lead you to a pay cut
Follow me to sleep, and me & Fantasy will make love
Drop dead
Drop dead
Drop dead
Lemme just lay my head, but I never wanna
Drop dead
Drop dead
Drop dead
Let me just take my rest
Look at this space on the page
Memories drawing a blank
I drowned in the shit that I smoke and I drank
Now there's no gas in the tank
Complicit from cash in the bank
I lost motivation and I gained it in weight
I ain't seen the sunlight in days
I walk out the door and I feel like I'll faint
I'll close my eyes eye and hate when I wake
The sun's in the sky and I flinch
What is the point of this shit
I'm famous for rage, and I'm rich when I'm pissed
I hate that I'm given this gluttonous gift
I used to train and get fit
Now this weight on my chest is too grating to lift
This gig is degrading for sinking my feelings for clicks
Sleep is the substance to silence the sickness I'm with
I can't take my life
Till I take the game
If I'm lucid dreaming
It's a nightmare all the same
I can't feel the light
Till I feel the pain
Will I open up my eyes another day
But I never wanna
Drop dead
But I never ever wanna wake up
Take me to a cemetery
Bury me in fake love
Carry me to bed, I had enough
But I never wanna
Drop dead
But I never ever wanna wake up
Following a dream will never lead you to a pay cut
Follow me to sleep, and me & Fantasy will make love
Drop dead
Drop dead
Drop dead
Lemme just lay my head, but I never wanna
Drop dead
Drop dead
Drop dead
Let me just take my rest
But I never ever wanna wake up
Take me to a cemetery
Bury me in fake love
Carry me to bed, I had enough
But I never wanna
Drop dead
But I never ever wanna wake up
Following a dream will never lead you to a pay cut
Follow me to sleep, and me & Fantasy will make love
Maybe it's drugs
Maybe it's stress
Maybe it's illness instilled in my head
But I'm a wreck
I cannot get myself out of my bed
I'm losing thе air in my breath
I'm sick of this work and I'm scared of my friends
I'm wishing for morе but I'm scared of success
Now I just wish for some rest
I wish to forget
The fact that I'm a clown in stasis
Laughed at by the shrouded faces
I'm a massive amalgamation
Of the talent hatred, and the callous faces
When a motherfuckers downed and wasted
The Maccallan's tasteless as I down it without the chasers
'Til I'm found blacked out in a crowd in Vegas
And the DT's scream till my brows are aching
So I chase these dreams till I'm down sedated
I can't take my life
Till I take the game
If I'm lucid dreaming
It's a nightmare all the same
I can't feel the light
Till I feel the pain
Will I open up my eyes another day
But I never wanna
Drop dead
But I never ever wanna wake up
Take me to a cemetery
Bury me in fake love
Carry me to bed, I had enough
But I never wanna
Drop dead
But I never ever wanna wake up
Following a dream will never lead you to a pay cut
Follow me to sleep, and me & Fantasy will make love
Drop dead
Drop dead
Drop dead
Lemme just lay my head, but I never wanna
Drop dead
Drop dead
Drop dead
Let me just take my rest
Look at this space on the page
Memories drawing a blank
I drowned in the shit that I smoke and I drank
Now there's no gas in the tank
Complicit from cash in the bank
I lost motivation and I gained it in weight
I ain't seen the sunlight in days
I walk out the door and I feel like I'll faint
I'll close my eyes eye and hate when I wake
The sun's in the sky and I flinch
What is the point of this shit
I'm famous for rage, and I'm rich when I'm pissed
I hate that I'm given this gluttonous gift
I used to train and get fit
Now this weight on my chest is too grating to lift
This gig is degrading for sinking my feelings for clicks
Sleep is the substance to silence the sickness I'm with
I can't take my life
Till I take the game
If I'm lucid dreaming
It's a nightmare all the same
I can't feel the light
Till I feel the pain
Will I open up my eyes another day
But I never wanna
Drop dead
But I never ever wanna wake up
Take me to a cemetery
Bury me in fake love
Carry me to bed, I had enough
But I never wanna
Drop dead
But I never ever wanna wake up
Following a dream will never lead you to a pay cut
Follow me to sleep, and me & Fantasy will make love
Drop dead
Drop dead
Drop dead
Lemme just lay my head, but I never wanna
Drop dead
Drop dead
Drop dead
Let me just take my rest
Credits
Writer(s): Cameron Greely
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