Would It Kill You
"Now what I'm gonna tell you is the truth
You ready? Sit back, hold on to your chair"
Sometimes I think that you know too
Everything fuckin' kills you
The sun shines on the ashes
The children fall to the masses
And the birds will sing
Hear the lonely cry
The wind fades and forgets and whispers die
Apathy breeds
Would it...
Would it kill you?
To see the person standing next to you
Let it drain you
Weigh you down and overtake you
Transmutate the useless ways that you explain
Does it kill you... would it kill you?
And then you sit there all alone
With the faces on your phone
Some tears of sadness and tears of joy
Everyone's got a new toy
And the birds will sing
Hear the lonely cry
The wind fades and forgets and whispers die
'Cause apathy breeds
Would it kill you?
Would it kill you?
To see the person standing next to you
Let it drain you
Weigh you down and overtake you
Does it kill you?
Would it kill you?
It's shoved in your face... everything's fake!
Shoved in your face... everything's fake!
Shoved in your face... everything's fake!
Shoved in your face... everything's fake!
Shoved in your face... everything's fake!
Shoved in your face... everything's fake!
Shoved in your face
You ready? Sit back, hold on to your chair"
Sometimes I think that you know too
Everything fuckin' kills you
The sun shines on the ashes
The children fall to the masses
And the birds will sing
Hear the lonely cry
The wind fades and forgets and whispers die
Apathy breeds
Would it...
Would it kill you?
To see the person standing next to you
Let it drain you
Weigh you down and overtake you
Transmutate the useless ways that you explain
Does it kill you... would it kill you?
And then you sit there all alone
With the faces on your phone
Some tears of sadness and tears of joy
Everyone's got a new toy
And the birds will sing
Hear the lonely cry
The wind fades and forgets and whispers die
'Cause apathy breeds
Would it kill you?
Would it kill you?
To see the person standing next to you
Let it drain you
Weigh you down and overtake you
Does it kill you?
Would it kill you?
It's shoved in your face... everything's fake!
Shoved in your face... everything's fake!
Shoved in your face... everything's fake!
Shoved in your face... everything's fake!
Shoved in your face... everything's fake!
Shoved in your face... everything's fake!
Shoved in your face
Credits
Writer(s): Ian Scott Anderson, Tyson Joseph Annicharico, John Dalrymple, Ken Yamazaki
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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