"Drop Dead" lyrics
"Drop Dead"
I spent too many days
In your confinement
Captive to brazen lights
And to cursed to silence
It's a different kind of pain
Dark and defiant
Heightened adrenaline
I need a regimen
Find me a sedative I been fucking
Haunted by hindsight
(Haunted by hindsight)
Daunted by timelines
Lost in your mind's eye
Drop dead
And burn the bridges that you built in my head
Disown decisions that you made in my stead
(I said)
Close the prison and forget the time spent
(I've been)
Left in this confinement too long
But this won't clear my name
I had the coldest disdain
I have to shoulder the blame
For the role that I played
In the moments you faded a smoldering flame
Hope you know that I hate it
And can't overstate that
You don't feel the same
You should be
I looked away
I couldn't placate
Twenty four hours a day
I had to stay
I couldn't vacate
Any morale that you gained
You weren't okay
But I couldn't placate
Twenty four hours a day
I had to stay
Too many things were not said
I hope you fucking
Drop dead
Left in this confinement too long
I've been over my head too long
This terror in the night's been too long
This terror in the night's been too long
I turned my back when you left her side
There's nothing left here to rectify
Left alone and you're left to die
Left alone and I hope you drop dead
Writer(s): Ryan Passariello, Derek Serino, Patrick Finnegan
- AZLyrics
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- Driveways Lyrics
EP:
"Night Terrors" (2018)
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