Senses Fail The Irony Of Dying On Your Birthday LRC歌詞
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Just know we don't astound in time
so follow your bliss, and destroy the beauty.
I'll lock myself alone and I will
drink until the clock strikes two
with just a pen, a pill, and some paper.
And maybe I don't understand
so pour another please
This should foul up the person that I long to be.
I wanna die, like Jim Morrison.
a f**king rockstar.
I wanna die like god, on the cover of time.
Just a fake, in disguise
So pour some fame in my gla*s.
So kill the forrest, and destroy the beauty.
I'll lock myself alone and I will
drink until the clock strikes two
with just a pen, a pill, and some paper.
And maybe I don't understand
so pour another please
This should foul up the person that I long to be.
(Colors blind)
the eyes.
(Self defend)
the ear.
(Flavors now)
the taste.
(Suffocates)
the mind.
I would take someone with a switchblade knife
So that I can see their pain.
I used to be a serial killer
cause the victims don't get any fame.
I'll lock myself alone and I will
drink until the clock strikes two
with just a pen, a pill, and some paper.
And maybe I don't understand
so pour another please
This should foul up the person that I long to be.
Just know we don't, astound in time.