Warning Signs
So how can he see the signs
With his head buried in regret
He's hiding his troubled mind
From a future he wants to forget
So how can she see the signs
With her head buried in the dirt
They're nearing the end of the line
And their pleas, will not, be heard
Still they're running out of time
With their heads buried in the dirt
They're reaching the end of the line
This death, will f**king, hurt
No-one told me it would hurt like this
SHE SCREAMS WHILE SLIPPING UNDER
No-one told me it would end like this
SHE CRIES WHILE IN HER COMA
No-one told me death would stay this long
SHE PLEADS BUT NO-ONE HEARS HER
No-one told me this would happen
HE REPEATS FOR WEEKS BY HER SIDE
No-one told me death would stay this long
HE CRIES FOR MONTHS AT HER SIDE
No-one told me it would hurt like this
HE SCREAMS WITH PILLOW IN HAND
Can't go back and make it so
But time's not cruel like we all claim
It marches on and does not care
So keep in mind those warning signs
Cause time wont wait and nor does pain
It digs in hooks and wont leave you the same
So whether you're ready or whether you're not
It's going to eat at you right from the start
Pushing you down, becoming you
Until you'll want to rip out your own beating heart
So whether you're ready or whether you're not
It's going to eat at you right from the start
Pushing you down, becoming you
Until you'll want to rip out your own beating heart
DO IT, can feel the pain
DO IT, becoming you
DO IT, there will be blood
DO IT, it will be yours
DO IT, can feel the pain
DO IT, becoming you
DO IT, there will be blood
DO IT, it will be yours
You're going to rip out your heart
You're going to rip out your your own beating
You're going to rip out your heart
You're going to rip out your your own beating
You're going to rip out your heart
You're going to rip out your your own beating
You're going to rip out your heart
You're going to rip out your your own beating
DO IT, can feel the pain
DO IT, becoming you
DO IT, there will be blood
DO IT, its game over
DO IT, there's no way back
DO IT, there will be blood
DO IT, just one last sign
DO IT, its game over
With his head buried in regret
He's hiding his troubled mind
From a future he wants to forget
So how can she see the signs
With her head buried in the dirt
They're nearing the end of the line
And their pleas, will not, be heard
Still they're running out of time
With their heads buried in the dirt
They're reaching the end of the line
This death, will f**king, hurt
No-one told me it would hurt like this
SHE SCREAMS WHILE SLIPPING UNDER
No-one told me it would end like this
SHE CRIES WHILE IN HER COMA
No-one told me death would stay this long
SHE PLEADS BUT NO-ONE HEARS HER
No-one told me this would happen
HE REPEATS FOR WEEKS BY HER SIDE
No-one told me death would stay this long
HE CRIES FOR MONTHS AT HER SIDE
No-one told me it would hurt like this
HE SCREAMS WITH PILLOW IN HAND
Can't go back and make it so
But time's not cruel like we all claim
It marches on and does not care
So keep in mind those warning signs
Cause time wont wait and nor does pain
It digs in hooks and wont leave you the same
So whether you're ready or whether you're not
It's going to eat at you right from the start
Pushing you down, becoming you
Until you'll want to rip out your own beating heart
So whether you're ready or whether you're not
It's going to eat at you right from the start
Pushing you down, becoming you
Until you'll want to rip out your own beating heart
DO IT, can feel the pain
DO IT, becoming you
DO IT, there will be blood
DO IT, it will be yours
DO IT, can feel the pain
DO IT, becoming you
DO IT, there will be blood
DO IT, it will be yours
You're going to rip out your heart
You're going to rip out your your own beating
You're going to rip out your heart
You're going to rip out your your own beating
You're going to rip out your heart
You're going to rip out your your own beating
You're going to rip out your heart
You're going to rip out your your own beating
DO IT, can feel the pain
DO IT, becoming you
DO IT, there will be blood
DO IT, its game over
DO IT, there's no way back
DO IT, there will be blood
DO IT, just one last sign
DO IT, its game over
Credits
Writer(s): Matt Chandler
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