King For A Day lyrics
Vic:
Dare me to jump off of this Jersey bridge Kellin: I bet you never had a Friday night like this Vic: Keep it up keep it up lets raise our hands Kellin: I take a look up in the sky and I see red Vic: Red for the cancer, red for the wealthy, Red for the drink that's mixed with suicide. Kellin: Everything red. Kellin: Please, won't you push me for the last time, Lets scream until there's nothing left So sick of playing, I don't want this anymore. The thought of you is no fucking fun. You want a martyr, I'll be one Because enough's enough, We're done. Vic: You told me, "think about it" Well I did, now I don't wanna feel a thing anymore I'm tired of begging for the things that I want, I'm over sleeping like a dog on the floor. Vic: The thing I think I love Will surely bring me pain Intoxication, paranoia, and a lot of fame Three cheers for throwing up Pubescent drama queen You make me sick, I make it worse by drinking late. Kellin: (Scream) Until there's nothing left So sick of playing, I don't want to anymore The thought of you is no fucking fun You want a martyr I'll be one Because enough's enough we're done Vic: You told me, "think about it", well I did Now I don't wanna feel a thing anymore I'm tired of begging for the things that I want I'm over sleeping like a dog on the floor. Kellin: Imagine living like a king someday. A single night without a ghost in the walls. And if the bass shakes the earth underground. Vic & Kellin: We'll start a new revolution NOW! Vic: (Alright here we go) Hail Mary, forgive me Blood for blood, hearts beating Come at me, now this is war Fuck with this new beat Oh Vic: NOW! Kellin: Terror begins inside a bloodless vein Vic: I was just a product of the street youth rage Kellin: Born in this world without a voice or say Vic: Caught in the spokes with an abandoned brain Kellin: I know you well but this ain't a game Vic: Blow the smoke in diamond shape Vic & Kellin: Dying is a gift so, Close your eyes and rest in peace Vic: You told me, "think about it", well I did Now I don't wanna feel a thing anymore I'm tired of begging for the things that I want I'm over sleeping like a dog on the floor. Kellin: Imagine living like a king someday. A single night without a ghost in the walls. We are the shadows screaming take us now Vic: We'd rather die than live to rust on the ground. Shit
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