Songteksten
Look into my eyes, all the tears I cried
Dead on the inside, nothin' left to hide
First, I had to die to become alive
First, I had to die to become alive
Puff up my chest, fuck up a cheque
Aim for the neck, yeah
I be on deck, I be up next
I be the best, yeah
Got no regret, got no respect
Suck on my dick, yeah
Back from the dead
Back from the dead
Back from the dead
Back from the dead, yeah
I don't wanna live my life
Based on what-ifs and what could've beens
If I could go back, I'd do it all again
Movin' without consequence
Fuck it, if it kills me, let it kill me
I don't wanna live my life
Based on what-ifs and what could've beens
If I could go back, I'd do it all again
Movin' without consequence
Fuck it, if it kills me, let it kill me
I'll take all this pain, turn it into fuel
People think I'm strange, yeah, what else is new?
I don't look for praise, I just want the truth
I don't look for praise, I just want the truth
Puff up my chest, fuck up a cheque
Aim for the neck, yeah
I be on deck, I be up next
I be the best, yeah
Got no regret, got no respect
Suck on my dick, yeah
Back from the dead
Back from the dead
Back from the dead
Back from the dead, yeah
I don't wanna live my life
Based on what-ifs and what could've beens
If I could go back, I'd do it all again
Movin' without consequence
Fuck it, if it kills me, let it kill me
I don't wanna live my life
Based on what-ifs and what could've beens
If I could go back, I'd do it all again
Movin' without consequence
Fuck it, if it kills me, let it kill me
Puff up my chest, fuck up a cheque
Aim for the neck, yeah
I be on deck, I be up next
I be the best, yeah
Got no regret, got no respect
Suck on my dick, yeah
Back from the dead
Back from the dead
Back from the dead
Back from the dead, yeah
Written by: Andrew Spisak, Benny Liang