"DeathCalls" lyrics

(Sush)
Back on the road, barrel of dough
Baggage pressed in white gold
Ice in my bourbon, ice in my soul
Ice on the road, drive slow
Diamonds glow, dyin' slow
Shit rough but I'm alright though
I can dash like it's solo, woah
But death calls and I'm rushin' to the phone
It's tragic, dial tone static
You hung up, now I'm in the wrong
You hate me, I knew it all along
I'm anxious, it's safe to call it off
I can't bear to wait another dawn
Moon gone but the stars still above
I'm waitin', times are changin'
And you didn't, I hate to jump the gun
But you forced me, baby, you endorsed it
I'm gone and my nervous system numb
But in the dark, I finally miss the sun
Press session, witness a pistol bomb
I'm frozen, they call me Mr. What?
Ten below, I'm cold, I'm heatin' up
If they die, then you know the-
If they die, then you know the reasons of
Tryin', tryin', it's never good enough
Shit'll never work out, shit'll never work out
No matter what the fuck I do
Tryin', tryin', it's never good enough
Shit'll never work out, shit'll never work out
No matter what the fuck I do