INTOXXICATED
Ain't talking bout racing, in front of them suicide doors
Life's taste like a candy, at first, no it wasn't that sour
He's talking 'bout dying, he's not or I really don't know
He wears his mask daily, that's sad boy you gotta let go
Inside he's so done, outside, yeah he seems to have fun
Do not lend your heart, I know that you did it before
You need to lean on, someone that can lead you so far
That's a suicide heart, yeah
Intoxicated, I'm tired to living hell
I'm doing what I can
I know that you don't see it
I'm dying for you
Running out of time, but I keep going
Harmful world that we live in do not help me, yeah
And I already told you
I'm too far gone, but you didn't try to heard me
Boy you know that you're not alone
Oh God, how many times do I have to say it?
With you I'm not so alone, could you see it?
No you don't even care
Ain't talking bout racing, in front of them suicide doors
Life's taste like a candy at first, no it wasn't that sour
He's talking 'bout dying, he's not or I really don't know
Intoxicated, that's a suicide heart
It's all about insanity, help it with a Lucky Strike
Looking like a mannequin, could you even see my eyes
No it's not a homicide, if I'm bleeding in the streets
Bout to see the other side
Life's taste like a candy, at first, no it wasn't that sour
He's talking 'bout dying, he's not or I really don't know
He wears his mask daily, that's sad boy you gotta let go
Inside he's so done, outside, yeah he seems to have fun
Do not lend your heart, I know that you did it before
You need to lean on, someone that can lead you so far
That's a suicide heart, yeah
Intoxicated, I'm tired to living hell
I'm doing what I can
I know that you don't see it
I'm dying for you
Running out of time, but I keep going
Harmful world that we live in do not help me, yeah
And I already told you
I'm too far gone, but you didn't try to heard me
Boy you know that you're not alone
Oh God, how many times do I have to say it?
With you I'm not so alone, could you see it?
No you don't even care
Ain't talking bout racing, in front of them suicide doors
Life's taste like a candy at first, no it wasn't that sour
He's talking 'bout dying, he's not or I really don't know
Intoxicated, that's a suicide heart
It's all about insanity, help it with a Lucky Strike
Looking like a mannequin, could you even see my eyes
No it's not a homicide, if I'm bleeding in the streets
Bout to see the other side
Credits
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.