King For A Day (feat. Kasey Karlsen of Deadlands)
Dare me to jump off of this Jersey bridge
I bet you never had a Friday night like this
Keep it up, keep it up, let's raise our hands
I take a look-up at the sky, and I see red
Red for the cancer, red for the wealthy
Red for the drink that's mixed with suicide
Everything red
Please, won't you push me for the last time?
Let's scream until there's nothing left
So sick of playing, I don't want this anymore
The thought of you's no fuckin' fun
You want a martyr? I'll be one
Because enough's enough, we're done
You told me, "Think about it", well, I did
Now I don't wanna feel a thing anymore
I'm tired of beggin' for the things that I want
I'm oversleepin' like a dog on the floor
Yeah
The thing I think I love will surely bring me pain
Intoxication, paranoia, and a lot of fame
Three cheers for throwing up, pubescent drama queen
You make me sick, I make it worse by drinkin' late
Until there's nothing left
So sick of playing, I don't want this anymore
The thought of you's no fuckin' fun
You want a martyr? I'll be one
Because enough's enough, we're done
You told me, "Think about it," well, I did (well, I did)
Now I don't wanna feel a thing anymore
I'm tired of beggin' for the things that I want
I'm oversleepin' like a dog on the floor
Imagine livin' like a king someday
A single night without a ghost in the walls
And if the bass shakes the earth underground
We'll start a new revolution now
Oh, alright, here we go
Hail Mary, forgive me
Blood for blood, hearts beating
Come at me, now this is war
Fuck with this new beat, oh
Now terror begins inside a bloodless vein
I was just a product of the street youth rage
Born in this world without a voice or say
Caught in the spokes with an abandoned brain
I know you well, but this ain't a game
Blow the smoke in diamond shape
Dying is a gift, so close your eyes and rest in peace
You told me, "Think about it", well, I did
Now I don't wanna feel a thing anymore
I'm tired of beggin' for the things that I want
I'm oversleepin' like a dog on the floor
Imagine livin' like a king someday
A single night without a ghost in the walls
We are the shadows screamin', "Take us now"
We'd rather die than live to rust on the ground
Shit
I bet you never had a Friday night like this
Keep it up, keep it up, let's raise our hands
I take a look-up at the sky, and I see red
Red for the cancer, red for the wealthy
Red for the drink that's mixed with suicide
Everything red
Please, won't you push me for the last time?
Let's scream until there's nothing left
So sick of playing, I don't want this anymore
The thought of you's no fuckin' fun
You want a martyr? I'll be one
Because enough's enough, we're done
You told me, "Think about it", well, I did
Now I don't wanna feel a thing anymore
I'm tired of beggin' for the things that I want
I'm oversleepin' like a dog on the floor
Yeah
The thing I think I love will surely bring me pain
Intoxication, paranoia, and a lot of fame
Three cheers for throwing up, pubescent drama queen
You make me sick, I make it worse by drinkin' late
Until there's nothing left
So sick of playing, I don't want this anymore
The thought of you's no fuckin' fun
You want a martyr? I'll be one
Because enough's enough, we're done
You told me, "Think about it," well, I did (well, I did)
Now I don't wanna feel a thing anymore
I'm tired of beggin' for the things that I want
I'm oversleepin' like a dog on the floor
Imagine livin' like a king someday
A single night without a ghost in the walls
And if the bass shakes the earth underground
We'll start a new revolution now
Oh, alright, here we go
Hail Mary, forgive me
Blood for blood, hearts beating
Come at me, now this is war
Fuck with this new beat, oh
Now terror begins inside a bloodless vein
I was just a product of the street youth rage
Born in this world without a voice or say
Caught in the spokes with an abandoned brain
I know you well, but this ain't a game
Blow the smoke in diamond shape
Dying is a gift, so close your eyes and rest in peace
You told me, "Think about it", well, I did
Now I don't wanna feel a thing anymore
I'm tired of beggin' for the things that I want
I'm oversleepin' like a dog on the floor
Imagine livin' like a king someday
A single night without a ghost in the walls
We are the shadows screamin', "Take us now"
We'd rather die than live to rust on the ground
Shit
Credits
Writer(s): Steve Miller, Curtis Peoples, Michael Fuentes, Victor Fuentes, Jaime Jr. Preciado, Tony Perry, Quinn Kellin
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