rope
Lyrics
Yaaaah
Ya
Haha
No Fake Bliss
You know what it do (yah, yah)
Hang me with a rope
(Thja, thja)
Numbers and codes,
Layers of clothes,
It is still cold,
Just get a rope
Hang me and choke,
Decision were wrong,
Paper and ink,
Write me a song
Go down in a sink
And I spin ay
And I win,
I lost one time when,
I was crying again
It's weakness what wins
Mental health is so thin
Just kill me for rings
I'm going to a dark place,
Need a fake then cut your face
Always call it a phase,
But I know that I'm not fake
Fuck fakes and I'm always,
Down so deep I see your face
All I need to do is chase
Chase you down and get my pay
Ever since today I'm going to leave this maze,
I'm gonna see my own grave,
Praise the angels down my grace
Track my bliss and eat it late
It is too late
I'm gonna fade away
Pray to my fate
Silver on my finger, I'm fucked (I'm fucked)
They thought that I'm a gangster but I'm not
I don't want to disappoint you, I don't want to win with luck
Change the suspect
In a truck
In a truck drive fast through the muck
Wishing good luck for your trip and your plug
Fuck
Need to contact till it's six am
Drink another can
Ask me if I can
I'm alone but I'm still under a crowd
Family members talking loud
Fuck my choice, 'cause I'll get it when I get out
Lurk on me… hang me with a rope
Loop my life if you want to (if you want to)
I won't change a thing that I do or lose
It's my daily routine that I had to choose
I chose something new
Now I'm bout to lose
Numbers and codes,
Layers of clothes,
It is still cold,
Just get a rope
Hang me and choke,
Decision were wrong,
Paper and ink,
Write me a sin
Go down in a sink
And I spin ay
And I win,
I lost one time when,
I was crying again
It's weakness what wins
Mental health is so thin
Just kill me for rings
I'm going to a dark place,
Need a fake then cut your face
Always call it a phase,
But I know that I'm not fake
Fuck fakes and I'm always,
Down so deep I see your face
All I need to do is chase
Chase you down and get my pay
Ever since today I'm going to leave this maze,
I'm gonna see my own grave,
Praise the angels down my grace
Track my bliss and eat it late
It is too late
I'm gonna fade away
Pray to my fate
Yaaaah
Ya
Haha
No Fake Bliss
You know what it do (yah, yah)
Hang me with a rope
(Thja, thja)
Numbers and codes,
Layers of clothes,
It is still cold,
Just get a rope
Hang me and choke,
Decision were wrong,
Paper and ink,
Write me a song
Go down in a sink
And I spin ay
And I win,
I lost one time when,
I was crying again
It's weakness what wins
Mental health is so thin
Just kill me for rings
I'm going to a dark place,
Need a fake then cut your face
Always call it a phase,
But I know that I'm not fake
Fuck fakes and I'm always,
Down so deep I see your face
All I need to do is chase
Chase you down and get my pay
Ever since today I'm going to leave this maze,
I'm gonna see my own grave,
Praise the angels down my grace
Track my bliss and eat it late
It is too late
I'm gonna fade away
Pray to my fate
Silver on my finger, I'm fucked (I'm fucked)
They thought that I'm a gangster but I'm not
I don't want to disappoint you, I don't want to win with luck
Change the suspect
In a truck
In a truck drive fast through the muck
Wishing good luck for your trip and your plug
Fuck
Need to contact till it's six am
Drink another can
Ask me if I can
I'm alone but I'm still under a crowd
Family members talking loud
Fuck my choice, 'cause I'll get it when I get out
Lurk on me… hang me with a rope
Loop my life if you want to (if you want to)
I won't change a thing that I do or lose
It's my daily routine that I had to choose
I chose something new
Now I'm bout to lose
Numbers and codes,
Layers of clothes,
It is still cold,
Just get a rope
Hang me and choke,
Decision were wrong,
Paper and ink,
Write me a sin
Go down in a sink
And I spin ay
And I win,
I lost one time when,
I was crying again
It's weakness what wins
Mental health is so thin
Just kill me for rings
I'm going to a dark place,
Need a fake then cut your face
Always call it a phase,
But I know that I'm not fake
Fuck fakes and I'm always,
Down so deep I see your face
All I need to do is chase
Chase you down and get my pay
Ever since today I'm going to leave this maze,
I'm gonna see my own grave,
Praise the angels down my grace
Track my bliss and eat it late
It is too late
I'm gonna fade away
Pray to my fate
Writer(s): Hannes Theinert
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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