The Comedown (Robotsonics Remix)
Here i am
Once again
Just like a pack of wolves
The skies were once paved with gold
Now they rain on us all
I've made my bed so ill lie in it
I've dug my grave so ill die in it
Tell all my friends i said goodbye
Clenched teeth and fluttering eyes
I cant go on like this
Just like the living dead
Ive got a taste for something
And i dont want it
I just need it
And i cant believe that
It's getting harder just to feel alive
It's getting harder just to feel alive
Curtains close take a bow
I think we fooled all of them now
Who you are
What you say
What you do each and every single day?
I've made my bed so ill lie in it
I've dug my grave so god help me die in it
Just like the living dead
I've got a taste for something
And i don't want it, i just need it
And i can't believe that
Just like the living dead
I've got a taste for something
And i don't want it
I just need it
And i can't believe that
I dug the grave (grave)
Adove i'll lie in it
Lie in it, lie in it
I've made my bed
So i'll die in it
Die in it
I dug my grave
I dug my grave
Id rather live
Than live
Forever
Im knocking on deaths door
But your already dead
Its either now or fucking never
And that night
We meant every word we said
All i can say for sure is
Were coming out tonight
All i can say for sure is
Were coming up tonight
Just like the living dead
Just like the living dead
Just like the living dead
I've got a taste for something
And i don't want it, i just need it
Once again
Just like a pack of wolves
The skies were once paved with gold
Now they rain on us all
I've made my bed so ill lie in it
I've dug my grave so ill die in it
Tell all my friends i said goodbye
Clenched teeth and fluttering eyes
I cant go on like this
Just like the living dead
Ive got a taste for something
And i dont want it
I just need it
And i cant believe that
It's getting harder just to feel alive
It's getting harder just to feel alive
Curtains close take a bow
I think we fooled all of them now
Who you are
What you say
What you do each and every single day?
I've made my bed so ill lie in it
I've dug my grave so god help me die in it
Just like the living dead
I've got a taste for something
And i don't want it, i just need it
And i can't believe that
Just like the living dead
I've got a taste for something
And i don't want it
I just need it
And i can't believe that
I dug the grave (grave)
Adove i'll lie in it
Lie in it, lie in it
I've made my bed
So i'll die in it
Die in it
I dug my grave
I dug my grave
Id rather live
Than live
Forever
Im knocking on deaths door
But your already dead
Its either now or fucking never
And that night
We meant every word we said
All i can say for sure is
Were coming out tonight
All i can say for sure is
Were coming up tonight
Just like the living dead
Just like the living dead
Just like the living dead
I've got a taste for something
And i don't want it, i just need it
Credits
Writer(s): Oliver Scott Sykes, Lee David Malia, Curtis Paul Lee Ward, Matthew Kean, Matthew Stephen Nicholls
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