Ultraviolence
Both of my eyelids
Weigh like a thousand pounds
Suffer in silence
Chemical pouring out
Money talking
Easy walking out
Both of my eyelids
Weigh like a thousand pounds
Listen to sirens
Ultraviolence now
Every time I go out
My day
Washed away
None of us chose it
But we all wanna be stolen
You said live in the moment
I wasn't living at all
Holding me when I fall
Both of my eyelids
Weigh like a thousand tons
Life on this island
Long as it's what I want
But that ain't what I want
Both of my eyelids
Weigh like a thousand pounds
Listen to sirens
Ultraviolence now
Every time I go out
My day
Washed away
None of us chose it
But we all wanna be stolen
You said live in the moment
I wasn't living at all
Holding me when I fall
I wasn't home for Christmas
Took a lil plane in a backstreet
Saw out the back of a taxi
But you were barely looking at me
Follow your head and your nose
Keep it clean white banshee
I wasn't meant for the coast
But I know I'm meant for the gold
Lord Knows
Put your hands up high
Put your hands up
Put your hands up high
Weigh like a thousand pounds
Suffer in silence
Chemical pouring out
Money talking
Easy walking out
Both of my eyelids
Weigh like a thousand pounds
Listen to sirens
Ultraviolence now
Every time I go out
My day
Washed away
None of us chose it
But we all wanna be stolen
You said live in the moment
I wasn't living at all
Holding me when I fall
Both of my eyelids
Weigh like a thousand tons
Life on this island
Long as it's what I want
But that ain't what I want
Both of my eyelids
Weigh like a thousand pounds
Listen to sirens
Ultraviolence now
Every time I go out
My day
Washed away
None of us chose it
But we all wanna be stolen
You said live in the moment
I wasn't living at all
Holding me when I fall
I wasn't home for Christmas
Took a lil plane in a backstreet
Saw out the back of a taxi
But you were barely looking at me
Follow your head and your nose
Keep it clean white banshee
I wasn't meant for the coast
But I know I'm meant for the gold
Lord Knows
Put your hands up high
Put your hands up
Put your hands up high
Credits
Writer(s): Nicolas Marchese, Kerri Shane Popowich
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