Red for the cancer, red for the wealthy, Red for the drink that's mixed with suicide.
Everything red.
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.
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
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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, Just 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