Deadbeat
There is no future for deadbeats like me
I can't take this feeling any longer
My eyes are hazy
My mind is lazy
My head is going crazy
I think I give up
Step into darkness
Make a deal with my demon
I don't wanna be a nobody
I'm tired of being my own self
I wanna live my dreams like they are real
Don't need to be no king
I don't even need a queen by my side
I just want to live the good life
And for that
You need to sell your little soul
I'm eye to eye with the demon inside
Breathing on me and mouth staring wide
I'm tired of the boring lifestyle
Nine to five ain't good enough for me
What's the point of living if you're stuck inside a cage
I'm fine without a family
Don't even need no fucking friends
Just make me a modern rockstar
And for that
You need to sell your little soul
If you wanna be, be somebody
You need to sell your soul
I'm eye to eye with the demon inside
Breathing on me and mouth staring wide
My insecurities burnt into coal
A burning desire, to sell my soul
What is my soul worth
Will I ever get it back
Is this what you have to do for happiness
I miss my younger days
When I was full of hope
Is this my end of meaning
There's no future for deadbeats like me
I can't take this feeling any longer
My eyes are hazy
My mind is lazy
My head is going crazy
I think I give up
I can't take this feeling any longer
My eyes are hazy
My mind is lazy
My head is going crazy
I think I give up
Step into darkness
Make a deal with my demon
I don't wanna be a nobody
I'm tired of being my own self
I wanna live my dreams like they are real
Don't need to be no king
I don't even need a queen by my side
I just want to live the good life
And for that
You need to sell your little soul
I'm eye to eye with the demon inside
Breathing on me and mouth staring wide
I'm tired of the boring lifestyle
Nine to five ain't good enough for me
What's the point of living if you're stuck inside a cage
I'm fine without a family
Don't even need no fucking friends
Just make me a modern rockstar
And for that
You need to sell your little soul
If you wanna be, be somebody
You need to sell your soul
I'm eye to eye with the demon inside
Breathing on me and mouth staring wide
My insecurities burnt into coal
A burning desire, to sell my soul
What is my soul worth
Will I ever get it back
Is this what you have to do for happiness
I miss my younger days
When I was full of hope
Is this my end of meaning
There's no future for deadbeats like me
I can't take this feeling any longer
My eyes are hazy
My mind is lazy
My head is going crazy
I think I give up
Credits
Writer(s): Lucas Linder
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