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They say that life's a gift so I'm living in the present
It's easy for the rich but I'm living like a peasant
Crying every night 'cause I'm used to all the wreckage
Paranoid, suffocating like I'm breathless

Dead, dead
And I know the grave like the back of my hand
Stay stressed, pretend
It's all game 'til I fall off the edge

Maybe I am just a bad person
It's the reason why I'm living with these curses
Put my faith in everyone but their all serpents
'Cause the devil got my soul and keeps it burning
You can't find it from me, it's like a disease
I beg and plead but no one's gonna save me

Dead, dead
And I know the grave like the back of my hand
Stay stressed, pretend
It's all game 'til I fall off the edge

Put the nail my coffin, I don't stand a chance
When the whole world against you
It's hard not to laugh when you dead, dead
When your dead on arrival, dead on arrival

Feels like I could die
Sends shivers down my spine
I got targets on my back
I cut my fingers reaching out for your hand

Now I'm dead, dead
And I know the grave like the back of my hand
Stay stressed, pretend
It's all game 'til I fall off the edge

Put the nail my coffin, I don't stand a chance
When the whole world against you
It's hard not to laugh when you dead, dead
When you're dead on arrival, dead on arrival
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They say that life's a gift so I'm living in the present
It's easy for the rich but I'm living like a peasant
Crying every night 'cause I'm used to all the wreckage
Paranoid, suffocating like I'm breathless

Dead, dead
And I know the grave like the back of my hand
Stay stressed, pretend
It's all game 'til I fall off the edge

Maybe I am just a bad person
It's the reason why I'm living with these curses
Put my faith in everyone but their all serpents
'Cause the devil got my soul and keeps it burning
You can't find it from me, it's like a disease
I beg and plead but no one's gonna save me

Dead, dead
And I know the grave like the back of my hand
Stay stressed, pretend
It's all game 'til I fall off the edge

Put the nail my coffin, I don't stand a chance
When the whole world against you
It's hard not to laugh when you dead, dead
When your dead on arrival, dead on arrival

Feels like I could die
Sends shivers down my spine
I got targets on my back
I cut my fingers reaching out for your hand

Now I'm dead, dead
And I know the grave like the back of my hand
Stay stressed, pretend
It's all game 'til I fall off the edge

Put the nail my coffin, I don't stand a chance
When the whole world against you
It's hard not to laugh when you dead, dead
When you're dead on arrival, dead on arrival
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Writer: Vincent Ernst, Tristan Torres, Freddie Criales, Joshua Roberts, Joe Horsham, Jon Ludin, Alex Ghenea
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing


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