Gravity
One, two, three, four
I don't wanna live no more
Well, I've got no more reason to live
And I've got no more love to give
Tonight's the night
I'll paint the town red
I'll put another hole through my head
Existence
Unjustifiable
Unjustifiable existence
Unjustifiable existence
Kill yourself, now
I feel the weight of a world on my back
I've seen a future
The future looks black
It's what I must do
Got no reservations
Ain't talking about self preservation
Existence
Unjustifiable
Unjustifiable existence
Unjustifiable existence
Gravity, crushin me
Gravity, crushin me
Crushin me, crushin me
I can see God
I can see God
Die, die, die
Die, die, die
Die, die, die
Die
Wait a minute
Relax, relax
Don't get excited
You're ready?
Yeah, I feel something pulling me down
It's forcing me between myself and the ground
Of all the nightmares that ever came true
I think that gravity (gravity) is you
Existence unjustifiable
Unjustifiable existence
Unjustifiable existence
Gravity, crushin me
Gravity, gravity
Crushin me, crushin me
Crushin me, crushin me
Crushin me
Oh, wait a minute I'm tryin' to talk to this guy here
Listen, you're gonna have to leave the club because
I've just got a call that it might be a bomb in the place
So instead of standing here, looking at me
Why don't you turn around and walk out the door?
I don't wanna live no more
Well, I've got no more reason to live
And I've got no more love to give
Tonight's the night
I'll paint the town red
I'll put another hole through my head
Existence
Unjustifiable
Unjustifiable existence
Unjustifiable existence
Kill yourself, now
I feel the weight of a world on my back
I've seen a future
The future looks black
It's what I must do
Got no reservations
Ain't talking about self preservation
Existence
Unjustifiable
Unjustifiable existence
Unjustifiable existence
Gravity, crushin me
Gravity, crushin me
Crushin me, crushin me
I can see God
I can see God
Die, die, die
Die, die, die
Die, die, die
Die
Wait a minute
Relax, relax
Don't get excited
You're ready?
Yeah, I feel something pulling me down
It's forcing me between myself and the ground
Of all the nightmares that ever came true
I think that gravity (gravity) is you
Existence unjustifiable
Unjustifiable existence
Unjustifiable existence
Gravity, crushin me
Gravity, gravity
Crushin me, crushin me
Crushin me, crushin me
Crushin me
Oh, wait a minute I'm tryin' to talk to this guy here
Listen, you're gonna have to leave the club because
I've just got a call that it might be a bomb in the place
So instead of standing here, looking at me
Why don't you turn around and walk out the door?
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Writer(s): Peter Thomas Steele
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