STASH
Rely on pain
To feel a little more alive again
Through my veins
Runs a little bit more than just blood
Find the strength
To get up, to get up
To get high again
Through my veins
(Runs) a little bit more than just blood
I stash
Just a little to get high of you
When you get high of me
My bad
If your eyes could kill
I'd be open for a little death
I stash
Just a little to get high of you
When you get high of me
My bad
If your eyes could kill
I'd be open for a little death
The colors fade
To a blurry black & white shade
Don't be afraid
I hear you count to three and then run away
Why should we stay
When there's nothing to stay for
She said if God exists
Wouldn't she be so mad and fucked up by this?
I stash
Just a little to get high of you
When you get high of me
My bad
If your eyes could kill
I'd be open for a little death
I stash
Just a little to get high of you
When you get high of me
My bad
If your eyes could kill
I'd be open for a little death
I won't be afraid
If your eyes could
I'd be open for a little death
All colors fade
When life is confusing and love is abusing
I stash
Just a little to get high of you
When you get high of me
My bad
If your eyes could
I'd be open for a little death
I stash
Just a little to get high of you
When you get high of me
My bad
If your eyes could
I'd be open for a little death
A little bit more than just blood
If your eyes could
I'd be open for a little death
To feel a little more alive again
Through my veins
Runs a little bit more than just blood
Find the strength
To get up, to get up
To get high again
Through my veins
(Runs) a little bit more than just blood
I stash
Just a little to get high of you
When you get high of me
My bad
If your eyes could kill
I'd be open for a little death
I stash
Just a little to get high of you
When you get high of me
My bad
If your eyes could kill
I'd be open for a little death
The colors fade
To a blurry black & white shade
Don't be afraid
I hear you count to three and then run away
Why should we stay
When there's nothing to stay for
She said if God exists
Wouldn't she be so mad and fucked up by this?
I stash
Just a little to get high of you
When you get high of me
My bad
If your eyes could kill
I'd be open for a little death
I stash
Just a little to get high of you
When you get high of me
My bad
If your eyes could kill
I'd be open for a little death
I won't be afraid
If your eyes could
I'd be open for a little death
All colors fade
When life is confusing and love is abusing
I stash
Just a little to get high of you
When you get high of me
My bad
If your eyes could
I'd be open for a little death
I stash
Just a little to get high of you
When you get high of me
My bad
If your eyes could
I'd be open for a little death
A little bit more than just blood
If your eyes could
I'd be open for a little death
Credits
Writer(s): Marcus Schwarzbach, Mario Radetzky, Marius Bornmann, Moritz Hammrich
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