Ready To Die
Like a preacher without faith
Like a gunfight without a bullet left
I was so desperate in my ways
Speaking when I don't have anything to say
Oh what shame
What a shame
What a shame
To be so careful and so in vain
To lose all of our dreams in the back of our brains
Where the hell do we go when it's over
To a place that's a home we don't know yet?
To a place thats a home we don't know yet
We're singing
Oh-oh-oh
Have to die a couple times to really feel alive
Oh-oh-oh
But at the end of it all it was a beautiful fight
Tried to live and to laught and to love until I
Held my throat up high against the sharp of a knife
Singing I'm ready to die
A smoke-filled room with a chair that's stable
I curse my luck to be alive
At this day and age
Just give me one good reason
To feel alive
Let me cause a scene
Make it worth your while
Sing with perfect teeth
Through a broken smile
Some may never live
But they always die
We're singing
Oh-oh-oh
Have to die a couple times to really feel alive
Oh-oh-oh
But at the end of it all it was a beautiful fight
I tried to live and to laught and to love until I
Held my throat up high against the sharp of a knife
Singing I'm ready to die
Like a gunfight without a bullet left
I was so desperate in my ways
Speaking when I don't have anything to say
Oh what shame
What a shame
What a shame
To be so careful and so in vain
To lose all of our dreams in the back of our brains
Where the hell do we go when it's over
To a place that's a home we don't know yet?
To a place thats a home we don't know yet
We're singing
Oh-oh-oh
Have to die a couple times to really feel alive
Oh-oh-oh
But at the end of it all it was a beautiful fight
Tried to live and to laught and to love until I
Held my throat up high against the sharp of a knife
Singing I'm ready to die
A smoke-filled room with a chair that's stable
I curse my luck to be alive
At this day and age
Just give me one good reason
To feel alive
Let me cause a scene
Make it worth your while
Sing with perfect teeth
Through a broken smile
Some may never live
But they always die
We're singing
Oh-oh-oh
Have to die a couple times to really feel alive
Oh-oh-oh
But at the end of it all it was a beautiful fight
I tried to live and to laught and to love until I
Held my throat up high against the sharp of a knife
Singing I'm ready to die
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Writer(s): Grand Nights
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