Escape The Fate - Get Up, Get Out (Hate Me 2015) | Текст песни

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• Escape The Fate
• Get Up, Get Out (Hate Me 2015)

Come on

I'm sick, sick of it
All of this
All the shit that clouds my judgment
Again, I'm on a bench
Makes me cringe
Everyone's a fucking cynic

Burn, burn, burn
Everything to the ground
Burn, burn, burn
Everything that's around

You better get up, get out now
Get up, get out now
Before you do something you'll regret
Get up, get out now
Get up, get out now

You're trapped in
Lipstick napkins
Burned down mansions
Broken crashes
Cigarette ashes
Get up, get out now
Get up, get out now
Before you do something you're gonna regret

Arm twist, a sick win
Gotta get in it, and get this going

Burn, burn, burn
Everything to the ground
Burn, burn, burn
Everything that's around
You better burn, burn, burn

Get up, get out now
Get up, get out now
Before you do something you'll regret
Get up, get out now
Get up, get out now

You're trapped in
Lipstick napkins
Burned down mansions
Broken crashes
Cigarette ashes
Get up, get out now
Get up, get out now
Before you do something you're gonna regret

Started out face down
Hit the ground running
Started out face down
Hit the ground running
Started out face down
Hit the ground running
Started out face down
Hit the ground running
Started out face down
Hit the ground running
Started out face down
Hit the ground running
Hit the ground, hit the ground
Hit the ground, hit the ground

Get up, get out now
Get up, get out now
Before you do something you'll regret
Get up, get out now
Get up, get out now

You're trapped in
Lipstick napkins
Burned down mansions
Broken crashes
Cigarette ashes
Get up, get out now
Get up, get out now
Before you do something you're gonna regret
You're gonna regret


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