They say that life's a gift
So I'm living in the present
It's easy for the rich but I'm living like a peasant
Crying every night cause I'm used to all the wreckage
Paranoid, suffocating like I'm breathless
Dead, dead
I know the grave like the back of my hand
Stay stressed
Pretend
It's all a game
Till I fall off the edge
Ahah
Ahah
Maybe I am just a bad person
It's the reason why I'm living with these curses
Put my faith in everyone but their all serpents
Cause the devil got my soul and it's still burning
You can't find it from me
It's like a disease
I beg and plead
But no one's gonna save me
Dead, dead
I know the grave like the back of my hand
Stay stressed
Pretend
It's all a game
Till I fall off the edge
Put the nail my coffin
I don't stand a chance
When the whole worlds against you
It's hard not to laugh
When you dead, dead
When your dead on arrival
Dead on arrival
Feels like I could die
Sends shivers down my spine
I got targets on my back
I cut my fingers reaching out for your hand
Now I'm dead, dead
I know the grave like the back
Of my hand
Stay stressed
Pretend
It's all a game
Till I fall off the edge
Put the nail my coffin
I don't stand a chance
When the whole worlds against you
It's hard not to laugh
When you dead, dead
Dead on arrival
Dead on arrival
