歌词
I killed my dad in the front yard
And I'm stabbing my little brother
I killed 'em all, the police cars
With a bomb
And you're
Gone, gone
And you're
Gone, with a bomb
Gone, gone
And you're
Gone, police cars!
I killed my-
Gone, gone
And you're
Gone, with a bomb
Gone, gone
And you're
Gone, police cars!
I killed my-
Cut so deep I got addicted to bleeding
This black plague's kinda hard to keep in
I broke the handcuffs, I punched the drywall
This ain't real life this is hardened survival
I hate to act my age, you'd probably call me weak
'Cause I'm anxious when the stage lights shining down on me
I run with broken legs, 'cause winners never quit
So my nerves are going deaf but my performance never dips
Gone,
You ain't on the type of shit I'm on
And you're
Gone, gone
And you're
Gone, with a bomb
Gone, gone
And you're
Gone, police cars!
I killed my-
Gone, gone
And you're
Gone, with a bomb
Gone, gone
And you're
Gone, police cars!
I killed my-