Lyrics

Looks like you will be cut
Devil wishes you luck

You don't fit, you will get
Your soul back, tainted black

Lyrics continue below...

Don't want to see ads? Upgrade Now

Two hundred dollars
That's all I have left
They threw me off the label cuz I'm different

We let teenagers decide their life paths
Like they know anything
Look where it got me
Stranded lost my last chance I am lost

On the edge of all sanity
Rapidly
Fading until I break
Why does no one want me?

Wanted to make you proud
Spent so long why does it
Hurt so bad when I tat
Your name on my forehead

I love you

I guess I'm worth nothing
Mute my voice, I can't sing
Look! I'm hungry! I'll do
Anything, anything

Writer(s): Kyle Weathersby

Don't want to see ads? Upgrade Now

API Calls

Scrobble from Spotify?

Connect your Spotify account to your Last.fm account and scrobble everything you listen to, from any Spotify app on any device or platform.

Connect to Spotify

Dismiss