Flowers on My Grave
Living in hell for another day
I can be a menace when I feel this way
Blaming myself for the things you say
I'm playing pretend in this masquerade
Afraid to live, afraid to die
Afraid to love, afraid to cry
I'm sick of me, I'm sick of you
Another chance, nothing to lose
This life is waste of breath
The devil's cold hands wrapped around my neck
So forget about my name, ain't no vulture parade
Don't leave flowers on my goddamn grave
Losing my sleep for another night
I can be a terror when I don't feel right
I'm a sad boy underneath it all
Always fucking up and it's all my fault
I'm sick of me, I'm sick of you
Another chance, nothing to lose
This life is waste of breath
The devil's cold hands wrapped around my neck
So forget about my name, ain't no vulture parade
Don't leave flowers on my goddamn grave
Psycho, psycho, rolling in the drugs
I'm the crash king, I can never get enough
Psycho, psycho, speaking in tongues
I'm the crash king, I can never get enough
This life is waste of breath
The devil's cold hands wrapped around my neck
So forget about my name, ain't no vulture parade
Don't leave flowers on my goddamn grave
I can be a menace when I feel this way
Blaming myself for the things you say
I'm playing pretend in this masquerade
Afraid to live, afraid to die
Afraid to love, afraid to cry
I'm sick of me, I'm sick of you
Another chance, nothing to lose
This life is waste of breath
The devil's cold hands wrapped around my neck
So forget about my name, ain't no vulture parade
Don't leave flowers on my goddamn grave
Losing my sleep for another night
I can be a terror when I don't feel right
I'm a sad boy underneath it all
Always fucking up and it's all my fault
I'm sick of me, I'm sick of you
Another chance, nothing to lose
This life is waste of breath
The devil's cold hands wrapped around my neck
So forget about my name, ain't no vulture parade
Don't leave flowers on my goddamn grave
Psycho, psycho, rolling in the drugs
I'm the crash king, I can never get enough
Psycho, psycho, speaking in tongues
I'm the crash king, I can never get enough
This life is waste of breath
The devil's cold hands wrapped around my neck
So forget about my name, ain't no vulture parade
Don't leave flowers on my goddamn grave
Credits
Writer(s): Christian Medice, Adam Jensen
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