Deadbeat Diary - Hell To Pay | Текст песни

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• Deadbeat Diary
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Every day is what I'd trade,
For you to live a life as me
Running from the mess I made
Everything is just a game.

I did this to myself (x4)

My mind is something I can't fight.
I've lost my sense of self.
Release me from this hell.

Just let me breathe, I'm just a lie.

Every day is what I'd trade,
For you to live a life as me
Running from the mess I made
Everything is just a game.
Now I'm high, with the lights down low.
Tell me why I just get by, while the worst still grows.

Is it just in my head while I lay I lay in this bed.
I could lie and same I'm fine.
Lifes not for me, I'm not heaven-sent
Cause I'm fucked up half of the time.

If we got hell to pay,
then I got hell for days, baby.
Its the rhythm of these cuts
The beat to all these scars
The way we let you down
The way we got this far
Trust is just a word
A word we've never heard
The rhythm of these hearts
The tempo of this hurt.

Every day is what I'd trade,
For you to live a life as me
Running from the mess I made
Everything is just a game.
Now I'm high, with the lights down low.
Tell me why I just get by, while the worst still grows.

Is it just in my head while I lay I lay in this bed.
I could lie and same I'm fine.
Lifes not for me, I'm not heaven-sent
Cause I'm fucked up half of the time.

If we got hell to pay,
then I got hell for days, baby.

Every day is what I'd trade,
For you to live a life as me
Running from the mess I made
Everything is just a game.
Now I'm high, with the lights down low.
Tell me why I just get by, while the worst still grows.
while the worst still grows.
While the words still grow

High with the lights down low.

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