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Dying Star
Dying Star
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JOEY MORTAL
JOEY MORTAL
Songwriter:in

Lyrics

I got a fucked up way of lookin at life
Yeah, I fucked up again, now I'm stuck gettin high, yeah
Bloody fuckin knives, yeah they run down my spine
Now I'm lookin in the mirror, am I really alive?
Yeah I got some fucking blood and it's drippin down my lips
That's what emo bitches love
Yeah, she said she want my kids
I make hits, evil fits, I'm an underground legend
Makin bangers in the coffin, bitch I'm so unconscious
Many motherfuckers actin' friendly
But when I really need em', they gon' run, they won't defend me
Green-eyed monsters, they just demons filled with envy
I been on my own, that solitude might fuckin end me
Matter of fact depend me
But I won't ever break
I just shake and quake like Gronk and Aaron H
I think you've seen your final day
What a waste, I do my dance like Leatherface
I been runnin' round in circles like a rat up in a cage, i'll never be the same
I've been runnin' like a rat up in a cage, I'll never be the same
I've been runnin' like a rat up in the cage, I'll never be the same
I got a fucked up way of lookin at life
Yeah, I fucked up again, now I'm stuck gettin high, yeah
Bloody fuckin knives, yeah they run down my spine
Now I'm lookin in the mirror, am I really alive?
Yeah I got some fucking blood and it's drippin down my lips
That's what emo bitches love
Yeah, she said she want my kids
I make hits, evil fits, I'm an underground legend
Makin bangers in the coffin, bitch I'm so unconscious
Written by: Dying Star, JOEY MORTAL
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